Oh To Love, How Rare That Truly Is

By Evan Sanders


Oh to love, how rare that really is. The things we love in this world last only so long. Yes, it may only be 5 minutes, 5 years, or an entire lifetime, but in the end we eventually part. How lucky we are to have something so wonderful at one point in time that makes the ending of the journey so hard. But for those that love unconditionally...for those who love with their whole heart and understand that we're all sentenced to an end, we stay present with the people we love. We make that moment last as long as we can because who really knows when those moments will be no more in our lives. Our love is the thing that miracles are made from. Our love is the thing that may really and authentically change the world . We see friends and family all the time fall in love with something they do, and the world changes around them. We see people who fall completely in love with a person, and their energy, the both of them together as a unit creates something that other people see and feel.

Love rises above all else.

Love is a sort of energy that really cannot be explained.

Words are no match for it. Even if the most beautiful of words are employed in the most perfect way, only a scratch is created on actually describing what love is. This is why our hearts literally break when love crashes and burns. Recovery seems as distant cousin. We enter into a true state of loss honestly because the person we were with were actually was our other set of eyes, hands and legs.

Our close friends, our work, our relations, all can be deeply deeply loved. Not childish "love" but I am really talking about the sort of really deep and incredibly vulnerable love, where you've got no fear in your brain about telling that person the worst about yourself, the methods of madness you have kept secret, because you know that love rises above all. You give that special someone the tools to totally destroy you down to your core, and you trust them with everything within you not to.

Love however, can be a fleeting thing.

And that really is how it is supposed to be. As human beings, we try to hold onto the good things truly as long as we are able to, but often the good just runs out and the balance of life takes a dip from what we had. We are designed to be brought down, so we are able to in reality, rise again. I've always thought the person I actually fell deeply and madly in love with, my soulmate, wouldn't just be the person who would be rising with me, but the person that would support me and even help me walk through those dips in life.

The love that I have felt in the past has been fantastic, life changing, incredible, and yet at all the same time passing. Things occur, things change, and as the years have gone by, I really have found many more paths to appreciate what I had versus what I lost. I think that truly has been a major turning point for me. My soul opens like a blooming flower every time I give myself the real chance to experience life. The good and the bad. The strength of a strong redwood is built into my core and flowers of deep experience, zeal, and true wisdom bloom throughout my soul.

We are meant to experience the stuff we do on the paths we choose.

Hold onto what you can while you have it and terribly love those around you. Cold and hard hearts are for the feeble. That's fear talking. That is fear trying to protect the one thing you know that might actually make you 100% exposed. Overt and plain-talking strength really isn't strength in any way. It's weakness making an attempt to convince an audience it is something else.

True vulnerability and a light heart is true strength. The journey allows you to confront even your worst nightmares with eagerness and vigor.

Love intensely.

Love passionately.

Love vulnerably.

Love with no fear.




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