Δευτέρα, 27 Δεκεμβρίου 2010

The subject we call love

Lately I have been thinking about love. It's probably because everyone talks about love on the occasion of christmas. We, the humankind, have given the name love to many things.
Control has been disguised as love. (I love you when you do certain things).
Jealousy disguised as love. (I love you as long as you don't love anyone else).
Other things that I can't really make a list right now.

I have been through the above.

But something was always missing. That's why I decided to look deeper into love and the ways I used to love. Sometimes I might even go into an older mode, until I realise it and change it. Do I believe in a universal family that loves me unconditionally? I sure do. Do I keep forgetting that? All the time.

Every time I feel desperate I have to look in the mirror. Do I love myself? Hmmm. Sometimes I don't. especially when my eyes are swallen from crying. Sometimes I can see behind the red eyes and send me some love.

Sometimes I need love to come from out there. But there is a little sparkle, voice, whatever, in me, that says that love can only come from the inside.
Inside you is the family, the lover, the brothers and the sisters, the cats, the dogs and everyone!
Inside you is the strength we keep looking for from the outside.
It's inside I have to look for love and I keep forgetting. Because I'm only human. And I can forgive myself for being who I am.

Isn't that sweet?

1 σχόλιο:

  1. When everything else fails, we have to remember that true love comes from within. How can we expect others to love us when we don't love ourselves.. Tried it and it actually works :-)

    Although I have some reservations concerning parents loving their children unconditionally. In our case (the gay community) this is a rather rare trait.

    I've condluded that love in general is a strange thing but it excists. That should count for something.

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