Love to me is one of the single most difficult things to define.
To me it is ever changing the older I get and the more I learn. What the first thing I amongst others think about is that Love in its simplest term is a fluttering feeling you get when you see someone you care so deeply about and would do anything for. Although in saying that there are many who don't fully understand that concept. Love is so much more than just this. This definition is only one part of the bigger picture in trying to explain what love is. Love is incorporates other people, family, friends, neighbours, yourself, your significant other. How about complete strangers? Do they come into the equation? I suppose that depends on the individual asking the question. How about yourself? For me this is a difficult one. I don't always accept myself or think I am worth anything. But this is a personal battle that is ongoing and will win. Love to me is an entity. It is something we all feel. We have all experienced in one way or another. It is something that is so obvious yet so difficult to explain. Makes no sense right? You'd think that something so simple to experience is easy to define. Yet I think it is because of our varying experiences with it in life is why it is so complicated to try and grasp. For me my definition would be that love is like sand. You cannot grasp it entirely. It is a million things yet it is all one. It is appreciating the now. It's appreciating you. It's appreciating how people affect you. It's taking in what is going on around you for what it is at the time. It's displaying your feelings to someone. I could list one thousand things that fall into the catergory of love but even if I did there would be a thousand more things that I'd be forgetting. Love is a huge part of everyone's lives even if you "don't have it" it will make a profound impact on your route in life. Maybe another question to ask is "do I truly love xyz? Or do I love how they make me feel?" Which brings me to what I said at the start where some people don't fully grasp the most simple concept of love. Mistaking it for lust. We all think lust is a bad thing but it has its place too. It just complicated when the two are mistaken. Love is so much more than even our minds can comprehend.
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AuthorI am a 25 year old nurse, who is trying to find herself. This blog will contain epiphanies I have, my yoga progress and other such things. Enjoy. :) Archives
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