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| Ninetta Sombart |
Dearest, if one could measure the tensile strength and inherent velocity of that which we know to be ‘fondness’ they would recognise it to be not as sentiment but structure - a fairy floss in appearance gently building upon itself, cosmically, enduringly, weaving its way throughout eons until now.
The fondness one soul holds for another reflects in the mirrors of the heavens the beings who enable us to live a careful life with the protection and guidance they afford, and have firstly such love for us in all that we do throughout.
It is natural to them: being supportive, compassionate, to what they perceive is the most trying of circumstances - for the earthly endeavours are fraught with challenge and reconciliation - reconciling to conditions that are ‘unnerving’, stress-full, and demanding in all stages of one’s life. There are, at the best of times, awkward happenstance.
And it is through the fondness that has endured throughout that keeps all together.
Fondness is far stronger and more far reaching than one might presume. Often it is mistaken as being a lesser, milder version of love, but rather it is love in action - and no form of love can be less than.
Universally few things impress the soul lastingly - but for the forging of genuine relationships with the old and the young, despite differences of thought and manifestation - fondness is to the gods and the angelic helpers and to the departed, a pure, most tangible, joy.
It translates like no other, it conveys gratitude, and enlivens life.
“Little love” becomes true love - pure and divine.
