“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
― Neil Gaiman
Yet, being in love is not the same as loving… If anything when we say ‘we are in love’, we are if anything in love’s shadow…. where our needs and desires get confused with the genuine impulse to love. Being in love is a drug and like many drugs, it brings promises that often go unfulfilled. Expectations come in and we have golden amazing moments where we are lost in the thought and feel of another. When we love on the other hand we are found in all, even that which may not be desired or desirable. One has conditions, it may even be a condition, where the other is conditionless. Someone once told me that he lived for the first three months of every relationship he had because they were so magical and during that time he and his partners were willing to forgive each other anything. At the end of those three months, is when being in love normally ends and the true work of loving begins.
Blessings, G
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Pele Evening by G A Rosenberg
Phoenix Attending the Cracking of the World Egg by G A Rosenberg
Pele Evening by G A Rosenberg 