I had a rousing discussion about love yesterday and it gave me an interesting thought. I learned that a horrific experience can lead to a deep realization of love as much as a beautiful experience and that realization in turn heals the scars from the horror. Perhaps it could be argued that ALL experiences can lead to realizing more love. If this is the case, does it mean that every moment of our lives is inherently good? Can knowing that life is good no matter the appearance transform suffering into joy?