1.24.2006
Love: One Man's Definition
"I have again and again been faced with the mystery of love, and have never been able to explain what it is..." ~Carl Jung
One day you wake up and you just know. And while there seems to be no rhyme or reason for it somewhere, buried deep within you, you know it makes all the sense in the world. After all, you've waited your entire life for this moment, for this feeling, for this person and now after years of preparation, it's here.
And so, you begin the journey seemingly prepared, overwhelmingly cautious yet all the more eager to embrace all it has to offer. You open your heart, open your mind and shun the naysayers. You begin to see and feel its power; you begin to understand why, out of all the people in the world he chose you. You begin to understand her moods, his truths, and your world. It's there in that one sacred place you begin to feel comfortable enough to let your hair down, relax and breathe and know with every breath you take you won't be judged, or ridiculed or made to feel insignificant, needy or even expendable. In his arms you are safe and wanted and valued. You are seen and heard and admired. You are truth, light and honesty. You are in a word, love.
And so, you grow together, laugh together, exist together. And though it's never easy, you understand fully: it is what it is, and so you appreciate it for what it is, ups, downs and in-betweens. That in a nutshell is my definition of love. What's yours?
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One day you wake up and you just know. And while there seems to be no rhyme or reason for it somewhere, buried deep within you, you know it makes all the sense in the world. After all, you've waited your entire life for this moment, for this feeling, for this person and now after years of preparation, it's here. And so, you begin the journey seemingly prepared, overwhelmingly cautious yet all the more eager to embrace all it has to offer. You open your heart, open your mind and shun the naysayers. You begin to see and feel its power; you begin to understand why, out of all the people in the world he chose you. You begin to understand her moods, his truths, and your world. It's there in that one sacred place you begin to feel comfortable enough to let your hair down, relax and breathe and know with every breath you take you won't be judged, or ridiculed or made to feel insignificant, needy or even expendable. In his arms you are safe and wanted and valued. You are seen and heard and admired. You are truth, light and honesty. You are in a word, love.
And so, you grow together, laugh together, exist together. And though it's never easy, you understand fully: it is what it is, and so you appreciate it for what it is, ups, downs and in-betweens. That in a nutshell is my definition of love. What's yours?
