What is Love?
I thought I knew what love was. I thought I knew when I saw fireworks when I closed my eyes, wrapped up in the arms of my boyfriend, or the time my heart warmed when my first love consoled me. I thought love was something I was really good at, I have so much to give, but recently, I'm learning love is something different altogether.
Love is blind, but it can see past the hope you have for someone and love them for who they are, right now, not for who you think they'll become. If you can do that, then you love. If you can accept someone for every fault they have, every scar they carry, and every mistake they've made in the past, then you're in love.
Seeing someone for who they are now, is so important. Don't look into your future together, look into your present right now, because that's where you're at.
I've loved what I thought could have been, not what was. I was constantly focused on a goal of who that person should be and that's not love. That's denial, or wishful thinking, hope. Loving someone today, right now, with every piece of baggage they carry and every sweetness they offer you, that's truth.
Love should be truthful, exactly where it needs to be right now, not tomorrow.
Quite a learning curve, I've had recently. A lot of it lies in friendship, so I'll leave you with a quote from Kahlil Gibran, on Friendship. It sums up what I think of love, so here you go.
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Beck,
Katie.
Love is blind, but it can see past the hope you have for someone and love them for who they are, right now, not for who you think they'll become. If you can do that, then you love. If you can accept someone for every fault they have, every scar they carry, and every mistake they've made in the past, then you're in love.
Seeing someone for who they are now, is so important. Don't look into your future together, look into your present right now, because that's where you're at.
I've loved what I thought could have been, not what was. I was constantly focused on a goal of who that person should be and that's not love. That's denial, or wishful thinking, hope. Loving someone today, right now, with every piece of baggage they carry and every sweetness they offer you, that's truth.
Love should be truthful, exactly where it needs to be right now, not tomorrow.
Quite a learning curve, I've had recently. A lot of it lies in friendship, so I'll leave you with a quote from Kahlil Gibran, on Friendship. It sums up what I think of love, so here you go.
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Beck,
Katie.
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