Wednesday, February 16, 2011

The thing about love....ok, maybe one thing.

I would have to say that most of the time, in order for love to be its best, you have to be at your worst. That is when the potency of love bubbles up and overcomes you. Love is potent when you do not feel a sense of entitlement to it. Unfortunately this is typically actualized when we are at our worst. When we are at our best and “giving” our love to someone we feel as if the same should be reciprocated. We feel as if we deserve it and are entitled to it. This creates the idea that love is something that is a reward or something that is earned. And this is how we interact and live with those that we love. This is all fine and dandy until we have one of those days where we know for a fact that we did not hold up our end of the bargain. We failed to “give” our love, we know that we failed. In our minds we believe that we are no longer entitled to “receiving” love. This is where actual love kicks in. Actual love is not based upon performance or as a compensation for labor. Actual love comes at you freely, with no strings attached. Actual love takes you at your worst and treats you as if you are at your best. This is something that is so foreign to the human soul. So foreign that in fact it is easy to want to push it away and reject it. We would rather wallow and wait until we deserve it again. This “foreigner” is persistent though and will not allow us to wallow in the mire. Why? Well, our love would never allow its subject any time wallowing, so why would someone else’s? Love comes in when we are down and picks us up. To reject it is pride. To say no, is to have no understanding regarding love actualized. When we allow it to pick us up it renews us with a sense of satisfaction. I have come to understand that this is because love satisfies. It takes us at our worst and makes us feel at our best. It will never allow us to feel unworthy of its rewards; that would be pity. Love is so much greater than pity; it heals as thorough as any medicine that can be prescribed or surgery that can be performed. It is almost a tragedy that this is the way that it must go. If we can lay all of our efforts and pride aside and allow love to do its thing I feel that we would experience something far greater than what we currently do. Love minus the entitlements is, indeed, one of the greatest most surreal things on the planet, it heals us and sets us free.

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