Art courtesy of Andrzej Filipowicz: Stradivarius Violin. God Of Wonders. © 2011 Online Gallery at http://andrzejfilipowicz.com/

Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever. ~ June Masters Bacher

Love does not become, but already is, beyond space and time, illusion and reality. The essence of the absolute of all and nothingness. Each string of Love when plucked by the Soul resonates a sound of Compassion, Forgiveness, Peace, Serenity, Gratitude, Acceptance, and Understanding. Love is the Divine Source of every positive thing that spreads throughout this world and it is the attraction to the Divine that unites Man: the music of Humanity.

Have you ever heard the sound a violin string emanates when played incorrectly? It resonates a disharmonious growl.  If everything is filled with Divine Love, why does Man continue to pluck the strings chaotically, where the sounds of agony resonate throughout the land? Sometimes the strings of Love are not played at all; passed unnoticed and left unattended. Then there are the musicians of Humanity who handle the strings of Love with diligence and care, who strike, pluck, or gently draw their bows across, each string, producing a manifestation of the Absolute.

Plato described this manifestation like the Sun.  The sun emanates rays that bring all things into being from night’s non-existence of light. As the birds sing so joyously in the morning at the break of dawn, when light peeks through the darkness, so does the Soul sing when the strings of Love are played so harmoniously.

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back.  Those who wish to sing always find a song. (Plato)

So, as you go throughout your day, may you always remember you are an amazing Stradivarius, made of strings of love which sound permeates the world and the Universe the Song of You! What song will you compose today?