Like holds together the practical that love disregards. Twice in my life, I have been proud of a concise, off-the-cuff statement that I have made, out of the blue. The above came out just then, during a Facebook comment. The previous one was in 1979. An extremely freshly ex-girlfriend and I were discussing the good parts of our previous 16 months together and I stopped and said Isnt it a shame we spend our lives living the memories of tomorrow? Such wisdom for a teen :-) Actually, there was one other. I used to use walking as an avenue for extinguishing the fires of hormone-fuelled adolescent angst (after the supplies of neighbourhood good-naturedness had somewhat tired of my drumming) It was, yet again, in 1979. There I was, trying to lift the weight of the previously mentioned from the bowels of my soul (teenage anatomic confusion, I imagine) when (again just walking around the neighbourhood) the following came to me; so far never to be forgotten. Such a love exceeds the realms of mind alone and passes through simplicity portrayed to reach a purpose far beyond mans reckoning. A love so strong, it neer will be betrayed. I initially thought the spirit world was just rubbing in the fact that I had lost my girlfriend. Thanks I said looking up to the darkness of a night sky, just in case my sarcasm had been noted upstairs and met with some cataclysmic, effervescent, iridescent response. It hadnt. Well, it may have been noted, but if there is to be a response, the time it has taken so far means that it will fall on deaf eyes. I spent the next sixteen years (a long time for a 19 year old) looking for the girl with whom I could fulfill that prophecy. At the age of about 35... SMACK! It was about self-love... Bloody hell! Time endured, but not time wasted. I had finally learnt that love starts within. Its perhaps arguable that you dont necessarily have to like yourself to love yourself. You certainly dont have to like every aspect of yourself all the time. Just be more tolerant. When I say self love, I definitely dont mean FIGJAM. Self love is simply about encompassing the whole of you as a unit, acknowledging the fors and flaws and coming to the conclusion that you really are ok. If you expect perfect, you will always see the direct opposite. You will never reach the dizzying heights of unreal expectation, unless you realise that you are as perfectly perfect as you will ever perfect. And thats ok... If you want more than ok, then look in someone elses mirror! Life is about feeling the love and living the like. Feel the love within before trying to dish it out or expecting it back. As love is from within, so is hatred. People who express hatred by whatever means, are trying to rid themselves of what they cant face. Violence is self-expression of the gutless. The theories of a happy life are simple. The practises of same not the same. We have to know whats within before we can honestly give. Someone once said to me that the search for self is exactly like peeling an onion. The deeper you go, the more you learn about the onion. I said mmm... complete with all the tears... but in the search for self, one hopes one doesnt peel away and discard all the good bits. You wont peel away the good bits. You might even discard some rot, so that your perception may find a more likeable you... and likeable is much easier to get along with :-)
Posted on: Thu, 11 Sep 2014 23:02:34 +0000