The choir singing in the background, her hair blowing in the wind as she turns around to find HIM standing at the foot of the hill. He runs to her, grabs her in his arms (the choir belts out a bellowing end note) as they kiss and the screen fades to credits. Another happy ending :) Awe....
Or this song- Come What May from Moulin Rouge
Or pictures like this:
Do they bring about feelings of expansion, warm fuzzies, that 'Awe' we all make at something cute? Do they give you goosebumps or make you want to gag? Or do they simply roll off your shoulder as just another story, another silly love song, another couple making out? Are they of love or are they of 'LOVE'? Is there a difference? Are there similarities? What does it actually mean to love? What does it feel like to be loved? What does it feel like to BE love?
Love, love, love... :) I'm finding it difficult to create coherent sentences because that essence of love that is swirling all around me is captivating, it's all encompassing, it is love in all the senses of the word. It is romantic, playful, longing, deep and desirable, light and cute. It's sexy and sensual and seductive that love is and distracting at times too.
What comes to mind when you read the word 'Love' or hear it or speak it? The reason I ask is because for many people the world (I meant to write word, but this will work too!) of love is only associated with romantic partnerships. That sort of love is held as the highest form to strive for and then all other loves after that are just 'love'. And then beyond that it almost seems as though love is a foreign concept. And where in that whole world is love for self?
Some people see love as a process, something they have to fall in and out of in a lifetime or something that they go through as a part of life. Only ever scratching the surface of what love is really a part of. I mean, I don't know anything about love other than what I know, which I'm pretty happy with. In this world of duality and paradox, it's both limited and limitless, it is formless as energy and in form as people, animals, plants, places, pictures, songs...the list can go on. It is a thing and nothing at the same time, it is a verb or an action as well as inaction, it's a state of being as much as it's not a state of being. It just is, just as everything else in this world is or isn't ;) It's deep, it's shallow, it's unifying and divisive, it's an aspect of the 'One' as well as the 'many'. It has no borders and yet it does (self imposed or not). It ends and begins and never ends and never begins at the same time. It just is (or isn't).
What purpose does it serve to label, compartmentalize, put time resitrictions on, hold onto, hold out from this whole thing that either is or isn't love? And let's just go with the fact that it is love because that just so happens to be my preference because it makes me feel good. What is so scary about love that we have made it one of the most difficult things to do? Or apparently 'recover from'. Love is love, hurt is love, when you move beyond all the crap you've decided to throw on top of love; about how it looks, how it feels, how it talks to you, how you talk to it; you'll see that it's really very simple. It's love...and it's love that allows you to see beauty, that allows you to see hurt, that allows you to feel anger, sadness, joy and excitement.
What fascinates me at this very moment is that I am watching someone have the experience of holding back love for fear of being embarassed and hurt and humiliated, when in actuality if that person were to simply embrace the fact that they are capable of love and give it anyway, they would open themselves up to futher love, like I am doing in response to that experience I am a part of.
When you see the world through the eyes of love, it unfolds before you in an entirely different way...
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