Oh to love, how rare that truly is. The things we love in this world last only so long. Yes, it may only be 5 minutes, 5 years, or an entire lifetime, but in the end we eventually part. How fortunate we are to have something so fantastic at one point in time that makes the ending of the journey so hard. But for those that love unconditionally...for those who love with their whole heart and understand that we absolutely are all sentenced to an end, we stay present with the people we love. We make that moment last as long as we are able to because who actually knows when those moments will be no more for us. Our love is the thing that miracles are made of. Our love is the thing that may truly and convincingly change the entire world. We see people all the time fall madly in love with something they are doing, and the world changes around them. We see people who fall in love with somebody, and their energy, the 2 of them together as a unit creates something that folks see and feel.
Love rises above all else.
Love is a variety of energy that cannot be explained.
Words are no match for it. Even the times when the most beautiful of words are employed in the most elegant way, only a scratch is made on truly describing what love is. This is the reason why our hearts literally break when love crashes and burns. Recovery seems as distant cousin. We enter into a true state of loss honestly because the person we were with were actually was our other set of eyes, hands and legs.
Our friends, our work, our relationships, all can be deeply loved. Not juvenile "love" but I'm talking about the kind of really deep and incredibly vulnerable love, where you haven't any fear in your consciousness about telling that person the worst about yourself, the things you have kept secret, because you know that love rises above all. You give that special someone the tools to totally destroy you down to your core, and you trust them with everything inside you not to.
Love unfortunately can be a short-lived thing.
And that really is how it is meant to be. As human beings, we try to keep hold of the good stuff truly as long as we are able to, but sometimes the good just runs out and the balance of life takes a dip from what we had. We are meant to be brought down, so we are able to in reality, rise again. From the beginning, I have always thought that the one person I truly fell deeply and madly in love with, my soulmate, wouldn't simply just be the person who would be on the up and up with me, but the person that would support me and even help me walk through those dips in life.
The love that I have felt in past years has been fantastic, life changing, phenomenal, and yet at all the same time fleeting. Things morph, things change, and as the years have gone by, I have found more paths to appreciate what I had versus what I lost. I suspect that truly has been a major turning point for me. My soul opens like a blooming flower every time I give myself the opportunity to experience life. The good and the bad. The strength of a great redwood is built into my core and flowers of deep experience, fervour, and knowledge bloom through my soul.
We are supposed to experience the things we do on the trails we choose.
Hold onto what you can while you have it and deeply love those around you. Cold and hard hearts are for the weak soul. That's fear speaking. That's fear trying to defend the one thing you know that could actually make you exposed. Overt and plain-speaking strength isn't strength remotely. It's weakness making an attempt to convince an audience that it's something else.
Honest vulnerability and a light heart is true strength. The path permits you to confront even your worst fears with passion and animation.
Love deeply.
Love fervently.
Love vulnerably.
Love with no fear.
Love rises above all else.
Love is a variety of energy that cannot be explained.
Words are no match for it. Even the times when the most beautiful of words are employed in the most elegant way, only a scratch is made on truly describing what love is. This is the reason why our hearts literally break when love crashes and burns. Recovery seems as distant cousin. We enter into a true state of loss honestly because the person we were with were actually was our other set of eyes, hands and legs.
Our friends, our work, our relationships, all can be deeply loved. Not juvenile "love" but I'm talking about the kind of really deep and incredibly vulnerable love, where you haven't any fear in your consciousness about telling that person the worst about yourself, the things you have kept secret, because you know that love rises above all. You give that special someone the tools to totally destroy you down to your core, and you trust them with everything inside you not to.
Love unfortunately can be a short-lived thing.
And that really is how it is meant to be. As human beings, we try to keep hold of the good stuff truly as long as we are able to, but sometimes the good just runs out and the balance of life takes a dip from what we had. We are meant to be brought down, so we are able to in reality, rise again. From the beginning, I have always thought that the one person I truly fell deeply and madly in love with, my soulmate, wouldn't simply just be the person who would be on the up and up with me, but the person that would support me and even help me walk through those dips in life.
The love that I have felt in past years has been fantastic, life changing, phenomenal, and yet at all the same time fleeting. Things morph, things change, and as the years have gone by, I have found more paths to appreciate what I had versus what I lost. I suspect that truly has been a major turning point for me. My soul opens like a blooming flower every time I give myself the opportunity to experience life. The good and the bad. The strength of a great redwood is built into my core and flowers of deep experience, fervour, and knowledge bloom through my soul.
We are supposed to experience the things we do on the trails we choose.
Hold onto what you can while you have it and deeply love those around you. Cold and hard hearts are for the weak soul. That's fear speaking. That's fear trying to defend the one thing you know that could actually make you exposed. Overt and plain-speaking strength isn't strength remotely. It's weakness making an attempt to convince an audience that it's something else.
Honest vulnerability and a light heart is true strength. The path permits you to confront even your worst fears with passion and animation.
Love deeply.
Love fervently.
Love vulnerably.
Love with no fear.
About the Author:
Evan Sanders is the author and creator of The Words Of Encouragement, a website dedicated to bringing encouraging words to all those in need of some guidance in life. To continue reading, please start with The Notebook Quotes and dive further into the love quotes provided on the site.
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