Love is…in my Hot Chocolate?

Yesterday morning I was feeling kind of melancholy.  So I decided to write in my journal. (By the way, that is a good thing to do when you are feeling out of sorts; it helps to clarify your thoughts and feelings when you get them down on paper.)  I settled down to write, but then realized I was cold.

So I got up to make myself a cup of hot chocolate.  But then I opened the cabinet to get the hot chocolate mix, and I saw the Italian bread.  (You see how these things go with me, right?)  Eventually, I did do my writing, but first I ended up at the kitchen table with my hot chocolate and some toast.

I was dipping my toast in my hot chocolate- yummy!  All of a sudden, I looked down, and what do you think I saw?  There was a perfect outline of a heart shape in the cup. The lighter, frothy part of the hot chocolate on top revealed a darker color in one spot underneath, shaped like a heart!  At first I was amazed and mesmerized. Then I almost gave in to the temptation to believe that is was just a coincidence.  People have hearts in their hot chocolate all the time, right?

But then I knew better. And here’s where my thoughts went: Love.  This is God’s way of reminding me about love.  Everything is love. This table I am sitting at is love.  The candle on the table is love.  Everything in the universe is made up of love.  Every experience is made up of love. For there is no other Source in the universe.  God(dess) is love.  We are love.  It’s ALL love. That’s the message.  And suddenly, I wasn’t feeling quite so down anymore…