Hate is pure destructive, corrosive stress, like acid on flower petals. It froths my brain, causes a near unbearable, hot restlessness, gives me anxiety and a sense of dis-ease that I can’t shake. It disrupts my sleep, my thoughts, my peace, and tears down my self esteem.

Hate is fuel for negative thoughts. It makes it hard for me to notice good things, and instead has me focused on only things that hurt me or wronged me. This has an impact on my sense of empathy, my sense of compassion, dismantling my relationships and leading to loneliness and isolation.

Then, alone, I still have to deal with me and all my hatred.

If I let it escalate I become impatient, irate, can cause harm to myself or to others. Have you ever seen (or been) someone full of hatred driving?

Hate makes me sick. It makes my stomach hurt, upsets my digestion, contributes to high blood pressure. Hate can kill, since being full of hate leads to aggression and violence.

Hatred is the opposite of peace, of community, of cohesion, of creation, of support, of joy.

Hate is hard, really hard. On me, my system, my tolerance, my relationships, my community. It makes everything hurt. Pain is terribly difficult.

Love means trust, focus, health, a strong self-esteem and sturdy relationships. It is an antidote to depression and stress.

Love feels good. It’s good for my mood, my well being, my immune system. I sleep better. I live longer.

Ah, this is easier. It’s much easier, to love than to hate.