Welcome back to Infinite Threads. I’m Bob Barnett—and today, I want to talk about something simple. Something sacred.
The love that comes to you… and the way it shapes the love you give.
Because every thread we carry into the world, every kind gesture we offer, every moment of compassion we extend—
so often, it starts with the love someone gave us.
Maybe years ago.
Maybe last week.
Maybe this morning… in a message from someone who saw you fully and loved you anyway.
That kind of love stays.
And more than that… it moves through us.
It becomes part of who we are.
I’ve felt this deeply lately. The people who’ve chosen to love me—some of whom I’ve never met face to face—have helped me become a person who lives love out loud. Who writes and speaks it. Who dares to share it without hesitation.
And it’s changed everything.
My friend Pepper sent me a message the other day, and I can’t stop thinking about it. He wrote:
“You and my love have intermingled. I feel we are so entangled that we are in a knot, not just loose threads.
We spew out the JOY, the GRIEF, the Gratitude, and, even as much as we try to control it, the ANGER…
Control is an illusion.
Keep spewing out your love in your hemisphere, and I will continue spewing out my love in mine.
Maybe they will unite in a profusion of GRATITUDE.
I love you, my brother.”
It stopped me in my tracks.
Because that is the thread.
That’s what we pass along.
That’s what we become.
Not in some grand gesture—but in the simple, raw truth of being seen and loved.
And then there’s Maria, who writes from the heart with a clarity that hits home every time. She said:
“I sit with my true self always, because I AM my true self, and like you, this is what I wish for everyone.
It is so EASY to live like this—the most stress-free existence I have ever experienced.
No mask, no fear of being caught at faking, no fear of failing. Just:
I am who I am. And that is enough.”
What a gift.
Do you know what it does to a soul to hear that?
To hear someone say: You helped me remember who I am. And I am enough.
You don’t forget that. You carry that.
And when you carry it, it changes you.
And you change the world.
Sometimes we think we’re the source.
That we’re generating all the love and light and strength from inside ourselves.
But so often… we’re simply passing it on.
We’re carrying it forward.
We’re echoing the kindness someone once gave us—maybe in a moment when we needed it most.
Maybe it was your grandmother’s gentle hand.
Maybe it was a stranger online who said, “I see you.”
Maybe it was the first person who ever said, “I love you,” and meant it.
That’s the thread you carry.
It becomes your voice, your light, your offering.
So what does this mean for us—those of us still learning how to love better?
It means we pay attention to the love we’ve received.
We don’t brush it off.
We don’t discount it.
We don’t say “it was nothing” when it was everything.
Instead, we trace it.
We hold it.
And then… we give it forward.
We write messages like Pepper.
We speak truth like Maria.
We show up with warmth, with gentleness, with gratitude.
Because the love we’ve been given…
deserves to be multiplied.
If you’re listening right now and thinking, “I haven’t received love like that”…
please know:
You are receiving it now.
These words are for you.
You matter.
You are lovable.
You are already loved—more than you know.
And if all you have to carry forward today is a kind word, or a silent prayer, or the simple act of not giving up—
that’s enough.
You are enough.
Bob (spoken, softly):
I’ll end with this…
You never know who your thread will hold together.
You never know when your love will be the knot that keeps someone from unraveling.
So keep carrying it.
The love you’ve received.
The love you’ve been shaped by.
The love that found you, held you, healed you.
Carry it forward—boldly, gently, completely.
You’re part of the eternal weave.
And you are not just a receiver of love.
You’re a transmitter.
A thread in motion.
A blessing, entangled.
Thank you for being here.
This is Infinite Threads.
Share this post