I loved what I could love

I had a natural passion for fine clothes, excellent food, and

lively conversation about all matters that concern

the heart still alive.  And even a passion 

about my own 

looks.

Vanities: they do not exist.

Have you ever walked across a stream stepping on

rocks so not to spoil a pair of shoes?

All we can touch, swallow, or say

aids in our crossing to God

and helps unveil the 

soul.

Life smooths us, rounds, perfects, as does the river the stone,

and there is no place our Beloved is not flowing

though the current's force you

may not always

like.

Our passions help to lift us.

I loved what I could love until I held Him,

for then - all things - every world

disappeared.

~ Saint Teresa of Avila