If you write or focus on other creative endeavours--everything.
What if you're not in a relationship?
What if the one you have is tepid to frigid?
Your outlook may suffer, but romance isn't what I'm talking about.
Love transcends sex, or it should.
We can adore chocolate, our pets, sports and people.
We strive to love ourselves,
and what ends up on the page when we reach "the end".
Love comes in many forms.
But is love a choice, or like Hollywood suggests,
we can't help who we love?
What's the truth?
We have little control over who rings our bells.
Attraction and chemistry are part of our makeup.
They happen before we give it thought.
Our eyes meet.
Hearts flutter with anticipation and body parts warm,
before we know much about a person.
That is not love.
Don't get me wrong,
chemistry counts for a lot in a romantic relationship.
But we aren't animals in heat, well, maybe some are close.
I say, real love is a choice.
Some may disagree, but hear me out.
Love is getting up with a sick child.
Love is going to work to pay the bills.
Love is sharing secrets with a person we know will keep them safe,
and accept us regardless of our struggles.
Love isn't what we can get, but what we give.
Weather we write, paint, throw pottery or fix plumbing,
love can be the core of that expression.
Everything we do carries a piece of who we are and what we feel.
Our intent as we work and create affects the outcome.
Do we choose to reflect love in our lives?
My grandmother always said that her baking was better,
when she thought about the love she had for those who would consume the warm bread.
Love being the most important ingredient.
I agree with her.
This week, consciously focus on the love you feel
for those who will benefit from what you do.
It might be changing diapers or flying a jet aircraft.
What it is doesn't matter, only your affection.
Jot in your journal your experience,
how it transforms your outlook and your results.
You will be surprised.
Acting with love touches the giver as well as the receiver.
I'm sending love and support to all of you, my friends.
Blessings to you and success in your life.
Happy Valentines day.
Happy Valentine's Week!
ReplyDeleteExcellent post!
Is your grandmother adopting, she sounds wise. Happy Valentines to you too :)
ReplyDeleteWell said, thank you for posting and inspiring
ReplyDeleteI agree with your grandmother.
ReplyDeleteAnd with you, too, of course.
Nice post.
Thanks for the reminder to focus on the why behind all that laundry. It doesn't seem so bad now. :)
ReplyDeleteHi Sandy,
ReplyDeleteI've always told people that "real love is a choice." I only wish people would realize this. Too many people go off that "animal attraction."
I especially hate it when someone says, "but I love him/her" after s/he's cheated, beaten, or done something else horrible. This is what my cousin and my sister, both abused by their spouses kept telling me when I tried to get them to walk away from the marriage.
Love should never make you hurt so horribly that you can't function.
I also wish everyone in the world had a grandmother like yours. Too few people get that in life. They get the abuse and horror of mean people and that is all they'll ever know unless they are very lucky and find someone like you describe.
I've always felt that giving my family and friends, support and protection from any harm was my job in life. My way to show them that I love them because I never want the world to hurt them. I sometimes feel like I've failed them when they have painful lives, like my sister and my cousin (and their children).
By the way, I love all of your blog posts even though I don't comment as much as I should.
As always, I love what you have to say.
ReplyDeleteThis is a great post! Keep writing, I love it!!!! Jennifer
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