All you need is...

I am having so much trouble concentrating. My life right now is whittled down to a single point of fantastic, blinding light. Who I am, what I am doing, what my point is, I can so easily forget. I am in love. I just started thinking that maybe this is what it is all about. Love is everything. Not necessarily the drunken, intense kind of romantic love I am now feeling, but just love. Any opportunity to have it distilled like this is fantastic, of course, but it is everywhere, all over the place. This is like a magic carpet ride or a concentration of wildflowers, poppies in every color. I am tripping over things. I am smiling wistfully on park benches.
What we give our attention to will thrive. There is so much to love.