"Love" is just one of those funny words. It has sense, but no reference. When we say, "I love you," each of us knows what that means to ourselves, but have no clue what it means to the loved one. And even though each of us understands that we are feeling an emotion we've chosen to call "love," does that mean it IS?
I can't point at Love and say "there it is." I can't see Love. I can't hear it, or taste it, or touch it with my hands. I can't rub it on my skin or sniff its heady aroma. I can't experience Love in the standard way humans have "experience." There are no prima facie indicators of Love, nor can I prove Love IS or IS NOT with standard logical thought or even logical calculus.
So, I can say, "I love you," and know that feeling to be true (as true as I can know), even if I can't put a precise and proven label on it. It's EASY to say "I love you." REALLY easy. It's easy to believe it. Easy to want it. Easy to discuss it with others, whether it be the nebulousness of it or of being "in it." It's so easy to talk about Love, to think about Love, to hypothesize about Love, to dream about Love, to "feel" Love.
But maybe - just maybe! - Love is something we DO. And that's not easy at all, is it?
"Ní neart go chur le cheile." (together we are strong.)
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How would living in the Universe differ if you recognized it as enchanted, ensouled, intelligent, and responding to your needs, thoughts, and ideas? How would you see people differently if you knew that was the potential you shared with them?
The Fire Horse - highly strung, powerful, inconsistent, alluring and motivated by strength of will. Horses born under the element sign of Fire are said to be blessed with great fortune or cursed will great misfortune. Sometimes they are served both, but in any event, a Fire Horse will never lead a 'normal' life.
Through all the moons of many a year, the Fire Horse is a dynamic creature, with a vigor that promises youth and freshness until the very end of life. The will and the spirit of the Fire Horse cannot be broken.
2 comments:
Yes!! Love is something we do! And it's hard. It's hard to feel, commit, be with, protect, forgive, handle and understand love. It's the hardest thing we'll ever fucking do. Ever.
That can be proven by bad parents, poor spouses, ugly feelings. It's hard and only some of us can pull it off. Some of us can strive, pull, push, hold on as tight as we can, and LOVE.
I totally agree with you, you know how you feel about love, but you don't know about he/she, what they think is love. I find, only since you bring it up, that it's SO hard for me to love (past myself) that it hurts. And it heals. And it suffocates. And it brings relief. I am a better person for the love I receive and the love I can FREELY give away to others. I am better for it.
I know how I feel about you, you in particular, I respect you, am amazed by you, honored to be with you, blown out of the water by everything about you and appreciate you in my life. Those are the things my love for you surround. Those feelings and ideas.
I have love inside myself that I freely give to you, with no expectations attached to it. (That's the hard part for me, not expecting something in return). All those feelings and ideas are wrapped up in what I "deem" love.
You make me feel cherished, make me laugh, warmed, flattered and wiser. All of those feelings I combine inside myself and I KNOW that you love me. I can feel it surround me like a safe place.
We have love.
Good topic... Thought AND feeling provoking.
"We have Love."
I think that is the simplest statement of Truth I have ever known. Yes. Something we DO. Something we HAVE. Doing it means doing it daily, providing the maintenance and upkeep. Having it means holding it, cherishing it, taking care of it.
You have a knack for simple truth. :-)
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