Labor of Love

Life is a labor of love. The only reason why we exist is that the tree of life may one day bear fruits of our labors of love. Human suffering is the highest form of labor and it grinds us in the mill of life till we get more and more refined until one day we can see ourselves as we truly are. As I undertake this journey of life I find myself terribly alone. Hence the need for a space where I can connect with others to share and grow together in this labor of love. Perhaps someone somewhere may gain from my labors and in doing so find his own labor lessened to some extent....and so it begins.