my single questions about love.
have you ever told anyone, as naturally as possible that you love them? barely ever knowing them, and simply saying it with realness? tried looking at this person in eye, and say i love you, and simply kissing this person on the forehead before going back to being silent? being alone with somebody else? holding her/his hands for no reason? just because? ever met somebody and you two laugh for some unexplainable reason, not being sure why you guys are laughing but laughed anyways?
have ya ever shown yourself naked to a girl because you’re curious about her thoughts on your dick size, just laughing about it with her because it’s so random–completely not in a relationship, but as two individuals being themselves; exploring one another, creating and establishing a memory together without so much of the three beautiful words being uttered? expressing this love though micro-action, micro-expression, through the things you aren’t really saying, nor realizing what you’re doing is giving somebody nothing but good feels?
what if you never met this person before? suppose she’s from germany and you’re in canada, you guys talked every night on skype–going on 6 months and running, and still haven’t met yet? or you’re that girl at the public transit bus, and made eye contact with this dude who made eye contact back–yet you two never spoken a word to each other–simply eye banging away the entire trip from A to Z? occasionally smiling at each other, checking each other out, shyly nodding at each other out of politeness that comes accompanied by a smile.
love is everywhere. don’t know what your version of love is, but i’d love to hear some. :)
This is awesome! I am loving your love of life. Truly inspirational.
why does it inspire you?
Because I recognize the love you’re expressing in your prose, and the nuances of love that seem different from one another but radiate with the same light. Because I recognize the love that knows no boundaries. Because I see iterations of love moving forward and back and expanding into a fractal of pulsating light, yellow, and red and blue and pink and purple. Because at my core I have known that kind of love for myself, outside of the ego. The moment of acceptance of the sacred and pure. Because I have seen with my third eye the put essence of love and the perennial philosophies from which it blooms.
being in love and showing love are two, if not slightly, different things but evokes that similar feeling of positivity. if you’re in love, and this person is in love with you back–it’s quiet and peaceful. you show love to someone but you’re not in love with this individual, you are helping somebody cry because what you’ve done to him/her had made a difference, perhaps for once in their life. when this person openly express how she/he can ever repay you, just tell them you love him/her, give em a good hug, make them feel better. whether or not you see this person again, they will never forget your name, your face and how you made them feel. to me, that’s love.
sure, there’s an ugly side to love–but can you ever deny how disturbing it is by understanding how amazing it is to feel it? we try to shy away from it, but no, it comes back to you stronger–punching you in the face with memories full of sunny disposition, drugging you down to a calm state–just to enjoy it the second time. :)
I have a tendency to come up with a lot of different things while writing, especially in posts, and I’m sure my response would be long and complicated. So, I figured I’d share a quote that came to mind when I read this, as it has stuck with me for many years and I keep finding new reasons why I hold it so dear:
“I do not want to build my life around you,
but I do want to include you in the building of my life.”
– Peter McWilliams
Of the times I’ve had the fortune of getting into a deep conversation with someone, I find that a lot of those who are single are also looking for their other half, rather than just being open about what comes. Many of these people crash and burn after the gravitational pull of their “loves” subside. I don’t believe that love is being surrounded by one person, nor is it meant to be for one person alone – love is an experience that naturally leads us towards others, helps us seek out like-minds and define who we are in relation to others. Loving another is realizing that their existence, in its entirety, is just as important of a factor in the continuance of your life. They’re the 5 pieces in the Jenga of our life that, if removed, would not topple the tower, yet they would leave behind significant weak points. Still, the tower will live on, but never as stable as it once stood until it crashes and is once again rebuilt. – It’s allowing someone to be those pieces and have influence on our lives.
I feel my mind going on a bunch of different tracks right now, but the quote pretty much encompasses what I think at the moment.
Also, your post was a wonderful read. “…yet you two never spoken a word to each other–simply eye banging away the entire trip from A to Z.” <– That gave me a good laugh :)
here’s one quote by Jonathan Safran Foer that i found, it gave me goosebumps and im sure it will give you one too;
“I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you, and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.”