We are born in it, to it and with it. We experience it every day, in every way, all the time, through our breath and existence through time.
Love is not limited to what you feel or think.
It’s not confined a person or event
Loving someone and them loving you back is wonderful and beautiful but only a fraction of what love really is. Even if you love one another more than anything and anyone else, it is still not what love truly is.
Love is all encompassing. Love is life itself. Bursting from the seems. Growing through the most seemingly impossible conditions.
Love is impossible to contain, control or direct.
Love is life. Love is harmony. Love is peace. Love is when you are happiest. Love is when things are going perfectly in your life. Love is the look in the eye of someone that sees no fault in you. Love is healing and hope. Love perfect symmetry, love is what seems ugly to others but beautiful to you.
Love is the seed breaking forth from the shell that becomes a tree, that gives fruit, that more seeds come from and more trees are born.
Love is present in pain, in suffering, in unrest, in anxiety, in terror and darkness. Love is also found in the most terrible places of the mind and even where fear reigns. Love allows it, it does not impose or try to overrule all that is. It waits, it endures, it understands, it does not worry or wonder when things will be okay. It finds a way to it, righting every wrong, smoothing out all the bumps, healing all wounds.
Love is that power that manifests in life, continuing the process, without fail, without end, and without ever tiring.
Somehow love never looses motivation, energy or desire to keep going.
Love never fails, gives up, gives in, says enough is enough of this now, it finds a way.
Though love may seem lost, or asleep, even dead to the eyes of some, it remains there, working out a way, finding out a path to transform the impossible into the possible, then natural and normal.
Love does not work on the minutiae, timelines of natural order, human understanding and is not limited to one lifetime to achieve what it wants.
It’s focus is eternal, forever, so seconds, minutes, hours, days and years don’t matter. Forever does.
Love does not seek recognition for it’s work, achievements or to be recognized.
It’s far too busy creating, looking forward, wanting more, finding a way, never giving up, being the counter to all that says, it can’t happen.
Love rises to every challenge, to every situation, it never accepts defeat or looks back. It does not have that ability.
Look again at the life that you see. Look again at what you think is wrong. Are you sure that love is not present? How small our perspectives. Wishing to be right about love being absent instead of striving to see it’s working through our lives. It never left us, was always present. The very breathe that you breath is proof of that.
Your heart beats because of it.
The ability to think, come to any conclusion, whether it be for or against the very idea of love is love manifested through you, giving you choices, time to learn, grow, evolve and eventually become aware of it.
Love is timeless.
It can wait.
Take your time.
It’s always there, always was and always will be.
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