“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return”
I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about love.
As one should!
The amount of which one is loved or unloved in their lifetime has a profound impact on a person.
No matter how hard you try, love will sneak up and change your life.
Self love, familial love, romantic love, love for the Earth and the cosmos and the mysteries of life…all of these add up to either empower or diminish.
When I was younger I had a hard time struggling with this abstract notion of love. What was it? Was it prescribed by a hallmark card? Are there symptoms? What defines it? Why are there countless books, poems, films, songs, paintings, discussions on love. What is all the fuss about?
Well I don’t have a straight answer. But I’ve started a couple of lists….
- A warm blanket
- Something to come back to at the end of the day
- Easy to give to those you trust
- An easy way to make a compelling story
- A word you should say often to people you feel it for
- Worth working for
- A Good Thing
Love Is Not:
- A Reward for Good Behavior or Accomplishments
- Something you should take for granted
- A Magic Trick
- Something that needs justification
- A weapon
- An all-encompassing protective barrier from the world
- A word that should be said without thought
- Something you should judge
- Able to be found in objects or money
- A project
- A Bad Thing
I think true love is the reason we’re alive. Not the kind of love I feel for a nice person on the subway, or myself when I drink lots of water and my skin glows. (Although fleeting love is important to exercise our hearts and help them grow to meet their full potential) But I think that if someone can achieve true love in life…truly in love with themselves, with others, and with the world…then they can leave this planet an infinitely happy and successful person. Because that means they left the world a better place than when they entered it.
I used to not get the point of love. I said it was just a word and the feeling was the important part, so why does everyone focus on the word “love”. Why is “I love you” so important to say and to hear?
But when you feel it from your head to your toes every time you look in the mirror, or in the face of an incredible human you’re sleeping next to, or even just laying in the grass and soaking up the Earth…you realize that there’s nothing else you could possibly call it except for love.
Not adore. Not treasure. Not cherish. Not admire. It’s all those things in one.
So if you find it. When you find it. Appreciate the shit out of it.
Because it’s the reason you’re alive.