“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.” -Lao Tzu
I love you! I swear I do! Yes, I do. Love is how I feel about you, I swear… I also love puppies, chocolate, apple pie, sunrises, sunsets and snow. I love the smell of fresh clothes. I love the aroma of a home cooked meal. I love candles and incense. I love the moon when it shines brightly in the sky.
Years ago, I loved ironing my children’s clothes and doing the wash. Believe it or not, I love cleaning my house. I love my life and the freedom these days to blog, read and write.
I love the way my grandchildren call me “LaLa” and how they hug and kiss me. I love watching my children as adults and now as parents. I love the sound of my grandchildren laughing. I love their voice as they tell me “I love you!”
“Where there is love there is life.” -Mahatma Gandhi
I will tell you what love feels like now. My heart swells with pride for the things I love and treasure, especially books. I can sit in my kitchen and feel part of the world as I look out upon the water. Grateful and thankful for the home I live in. I love the memories of days gone by.
The love I feel within thumps in my heart at the memory of my home when I am away. I crave to be back in my home. I feel safe and comforted by the surroundings of my home. I enjoy the beauty that surrounds my home daily just looking outside my kitchen.
Love is the essence one feels for another; a place, an object or simply a good book. Love is respect. Love is joy. Love is happiness. Love is all there is to attach oneself to daily.
“We accept the love we think we deserve.” -Stephen Chbosky
We as a society throw the word, love around on a daily basis towards those we claim to love! However, actions speak louder than words. Love is an emotion that fills our hearts and entire being at the birth of a baby, at a young couple on their wedding day, at special occasions and at the end of a loved ones life.
Love is the warmth that takes our breath away when we see the beauty of Mother Nature in a flower. The first snowfall can be a memory of love from one’s childhood. A walk in the woods is the essence of true love. Love waits for us to become aware of all that can be reflected as love back to us in the simplicity of life. Life is meant to be enjoyed, to actually love your life and all that you share it with.
“I have decided to stick to love… Hate is too great a burden to bear.” -Martin Luther King, Jr.
In between birth and death, how many times have we spoken the words, “I love you?”
- How many times afterward have we then gossiped, abused or hated the same person we claimed to love?
- How many mothers smother their children by controlling them constantly, verbally abuse their daughters or simply treat grown children as if they were their property?
- How many husbands mentally mistreat their wives disrespectfully but say they love them?
- What about the mother who tries to constantly correct her daughter and how she chooses to dress, wear her hair or even raise her children?
- How about the dad that is short tempered and drunk who scares his child with his outbursts?
- Where is the love?
- How is abuse of any kind love?
I have become aware of this simple word that we use but which at times means nothing to another. We as a society have abused ourselves and those we claim to love! We abuse our planet daily and yet all Mother Earth offers us is love.
Many are unacceptable of their adult children and their choices in life? Many are disrespectful of their parents as grown children because they believe they now know better! Do we actually believe we know better than our parents? How could we ever know what they have known? Think about that!
There seems to be in our society a need for love. There is an emptiness to our words which we claim without emotion when we say; “I Love You!” Would you believe me if I claimed that I loved you and then when I saw you I was unkind, mean, and actually a bit nasty?
“And, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.” -Paul McCartney
There comes a moment in time when the word love actually means nothing to someone who is abused by another who claims to love them. Many women today believe that they are unworthy of love. Why? To receive love one must give love! Love stems from our essence. We are born love.
Life distinguishes love right before our eyes in some cases by the despair we experience. And yet we allow love to disappear and ask not why? If there is any kind of abuse in your life, that is because another’s ego is roaring fear, not love! Ask yourself, why this person has the right to abuse you? Why do you allow abuse to be part of your life? Love yourself first and only then will the abuse stop!
Pray! Mediate! Journal!