Often in our lives, we fall prey to the idea of a thing rather than actually
experiencing the thing itself. We see this at play in our love lives and in
the love lives of our friends, our family, and even fictional characters. The
conceptualizing, depiction, and pursuit of true love are multimillion-dollar
industries in the modern world. However, very little of what is offered
actually leads us to an authentic experience of love. Moreover, as we grasp
for what we think we want and fail to find it, we may suffer and bring
suffering to others. When this is the case, when we suffer more than we feel
healed, we can be fairly certain that what we have found is not love but
something else.
When we feel anxious, excited, nervous, and thrilled, we are probably
experiencing romance, not love. Romance can be a lot of fun as long as we do
not try to make too much of it. If we try to make more of it than it is, the
romance then becomes painful. Romance may lead to love, but it may also fade
without blossoming into anything more than a flirtation. If we cling to it
and try to make it more, we might find ourselves pining for a fantasy, or
worse, stuck in a relationship that was never meant to last.
Real love is identifiable by the way it makes us feel. Love should feel good.
There is a peaceful quality to an authentic experience of love that
penetrates to our core, touching a part of ourselves that has always been
there. True love activates this inner being, filling us with warmth and
light. An authentic experience of love does not ask us to look a certain way,
drive a certain car, or have a certain job. It takes us as we are, no changes
required. When people truly love us, their love for us awakens our love for
ourselves. They remind us that what we seek outside of ourselves is a mirror
image of the lover within. In this way, true love never makes us feel needy
or lacking or anxious. Instead, true love empowers us with its implicit
message that we are, always have been, and always will be, made of
love.
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