Love Affair
"In dreams and in love, there are no impossibilities."-Janos Arnay
I've been having a love affair with a man for almost five years now. A man who is my greatest friend, a genuinely magnificent talent, and an incomparable soul, whom I happen to love more with each new day I'm given.
Today on the day where love is typically most celebrated, I find that all and every love, is different. I never knew how beautiful difference could be, until I realized how important being different truly is. How tragic it would be if all love was the same, never allowing hearts to feel something sacred and their own.
Valentine's Day has always been a day that I've found to be rather disappointing. Mainly because media and our culture emphasize the importance of this day, a little too much. In other words, although I too wouldn't deny any romantic gestures from my beloved, sometimes this day creates more pressure than happiness. Why can't every day be a day where your love for someone is celebrated? Why must this one day a year, be the ultimate sign for most people, that they are loved in return?
Maybe it's me. Maybe it's not. Whatever the case may be, I'm still a romantic at heart. Not to contradict myself in any way, I'm more of a genuine romantic at heart, creating real-life moments and memories that will last more than a bouquet of roses or chocolates.
On this path to growing up, I've come to learn that life is always about what you make of it. I believe that love can be portrayed in the same light. Learning to be still, which is hard for me at times, allows my energy to be calm and peace to fill my heart. What I make of my life and my love, is the ultimate journey to fully understanding why we are created to live and love in the first place.
It's important to note as well, that because every love is different, reading stories on "what real love should be like" or "when to know he's the one," etc., are more often than not, bullshit. Because every soul on earth is unique, no one person can tell another what constitutes great love from the next. And that is what I've learned.
William Shakespeare said it best, about real love and all. He said, "The course of true love never did run smooth," and he was right. Only in my opinion do I believe that real, genuine, crazy, stupid love, is the kind of love that is hard work, stressful at times, never easy, and always challenging. It's because of this, that I feel in my heart, people come together and fall "madly" in love, because it is mad. Although, it's in my soul that I feel this kind of love beats all the odds, makes people want to be the best they can be, and makes you grow up.
I don't know what the future has in store for me or my heart. But what I do know now, is that my heart is content, my soul is right where it should be, in a love affair with the greatest love I've ever known.
And I am lucky to be loved. And lucky to love. Happy Valentine's Day! May every heart be filled with love, no matter what!
"The life and love we create is the life and love we live."-Leo Buscaglia
I've been having a love affair with a man for almost five years now. A man who is my greatest friend, a genuinely magnificent talent, and an incomparable soul, whom I happen to love more with each new day I'm given.
Today on the day where love is typically most celebrated, I find that all and every love, is different. I never knew how beautiful difference could be, until I realized how important being different truly is. How tragic it would be if all love was the same, never allowing hearts to feel something sacred and their own.
Valentine's Day has always been a day that I've found to be rather disappointing. Mainly because media and our culture emphasize the importance of this day, a little too much. In other words, although I too wouldn't deny any romantic gestures from my beloved, sometimes this day creates more pressure than happiness. Why can't every day be a day where your love for someone is celebrated? Why must this one day a year, be the ultimate sign for most people, that they are loved in return?
Maybe it's me. Maybe it's not. Whatever the case may be, I'm still a romantic at heart. Not to contradict myself in any way, I'm more of a genuine romantic at heart, creating real-life moments and memories that will last more than a bouquet of roses or chocolates.
On this path to growing up, I've come to learn that life is always about what you make of it. I believe that love can be portrayed in the same light. Learning to be still, which is hard for me at times, allows my energy to be calm and peace to fill my heart. What I make of my life and my love, is the ultimate journey to fully understanding why we are created to live and love in the first place.
It's important to note as well, that because every love is different, reading stories on "what real love should be like" or "when to know he's the one," etc., are more often than not, bullshit. Because every soul on earth is unique, no one person can tell another what constitutes great love from the next. And that is what I've learned.
William Shakespeare said it best, about real love and all. He said, "The course of true love never did run smooth," and he was right. Only in my opinion do I believe that real, genuine, crazy, stupid love, is the kind of love that is hard work, stressful at times, never easy, and always challenging. It's because of this, that I feel in my heart, people come together and fall "madly" in love, because it is mad. Although, it's in my soul that I feel this kind of love beats all the odds, makes people want to be the best they can be, and makes you grow up.
I don't know what the future has in store for me or my heart. But what I do know now, is that my heart is content, my soul is right where it should be, in a love affair with the greatest love I've ever known.
And I am lucky to be loved. And lucky to love. Happy Valentine's Day! May every heart be filled with love, no matter what!
"The life and love we create is the life and love we live."-Leo Buscaglia
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