Essential Spiritual Writings
Ralph Waldo Emerson (May 25, 1803 – April 27, 1882)
Come! Share the journey. You are not alone. The angels are here. Your classmates are here. Your teacher is here. You are here.

A swarm of ladybugs is called a loveliness. A loveliness of ladybugs. What if we replaced the idea of loneliness with loveliness? What if we were so in love with the purity of our own soul that we were never alone? What if we loved our aloneness? A loveliness of aloneness. What if sometimes we just laughed right out loud, all alone by ourselves, for no reason the mind can figure out. What if we laughed with the pure loveliness of being here now?