There is a tradition about our search for the “Beloved”.
The word Beloved is used by the Sufi poet Rumi, and it perfectly describes the longing most feel for that one “true love”. Well the Beloved can’t be found in others. Not in lovers. Not in friends, family or children. The Beloved is always found in the sacred self. Take Colleen Joy Pages Apple Tree Journey. May it help you, as it did me, to remind me of my Beloved.