So many songs come to mind….some hearts get lucky….if my heart had wings…..and I have to admit that I have had a soft spot for hearts and wings, individually and together, for a very long time. Hearts are sort of like my personal icon. I don’t collect them really, but still am just inspired by the silly shape for some reason! I do have a set of 5 glass heart christmas ornaments that I refuse to take down, so there are some signs of this secret passion. Hearts to me mean more than romantic love – they speak to me of hope and promise and fullness and belonging and even creativity, somehow. Physically, of course, the real heart we need to live. But our lives have less meaning without a spiritual heart that loves...