Good; now.
Not so good; later. Or, better yet, never.
When it comes to the things we want, we usually want it, like, right now. Or even more so, ten minutes ago. Dinner, being at the front of the line, green lights, your paycheque, for your kids to stop being nuts and on and on. NOW.
You know what doesn’t happen “now” often enough?
Love. (you knew that was coming).
We wait for it. We barter for it. We analyze it. We dissect it. But, like many a sneaker ad, we rarely just do it.
Wherever, however, whenever, we’ve developed this idea that Love is on the endangered species list. It’s a rare commodity and there’s only so much we have to give. So, we feel the need to hold it close to us. We feel the need make sure that whoever gets it, deserves it. We feel the need to be sure that we get it return.
So, what happens? Nothing. Nothing happens.
Nothing happens because we’re too scared and too proud to just let it fly.
We’re too scared to tell someone we miss them, or we Love them, or “I’m sorry”, or that we forgive them. Why? Well, for one, we may put ourselves in an immensely vulnerable situation and that’s being ‘weak’, right? For two, we may have to admit we’re wrong, or even worse, just let something go that someone has done to us. And, that’s ‘weak’, too, right? Or, finally, what if we end up never being right again because we chose to be happy; because we chose Love? Super ‘weak’, right? I know.
It’s getting old for me; hanging onto things that don’t matter, being apologetic to be who I really feel I am, allowing myself to be in situations and circumstances that want to silence Love. And, I’m glad it’s getting old because it’s strengthening my resolve.
Think about it. Think about when you really feel good in life; when you really feel like you’re moving in the direction of your potential. It’s when you’re doing the things that you know are good for you; exercising, eating right, reading, laughing, being outside, helping others. That doesn’t mean you can’t sit on the sofa, eat potato chips, watch mindless television, bitch, stay in bed and be selfish, it just begs the question, “what are you doing more of?”
You want the ultimate high? Just Love. Love everywhere. Love your shitty job. Love your overpriced purse. Love your crazy parents. Love Love. When you get in this mind frame, you can’t be touched. It’s, literally, a feeling of invincibility.
I know I’m not saying much, but what is there really to say about this? There’s no manual or list of steps. Like many a sneaker ad, just do it. Think about what you’re doing and how you’re doing it. Is it Love? Are you drawing the power from your Heart? Anything less will simply take it from you.
The time to get over ourselves and all the crap around us is always, now. The time to let go is always, now. The time to just Love is always, now.
Be Love.
There is no addition in love, but just love. Being weak is something that I try to avoid for a long time. I am too scared to think what will touch my heart that I can’t have right now in my life such as family dinner, say “I love u” to the people I really 100% & unconditional, or tell my parents that I miss them. I am worried after I say or do those things, I will cry and feel sad. However, I do know those feelings are love. Like you said, what really make me happy are those things I am afraid to say and love. My actions may show love to those I really love and care, but it is hard for me to tell them face to face. I even don’t know what I am afraid of sometimes. Love keeps things going on, like working hard, caring and missing….. I guess for now being strong and tough are my only choices like it has always been that way. When I want to cry, I told myself to hold back and when I try to think something that may touch my heart, I told myself to stop. I think I have to face what I really want to feel for now. I thought if I choose to be tough, my problems will eventually go away, but it won’t. I am just ignoring it. Thus, I need to be brave before being strong. Be brave to what is in front of me. Thank you and take care! Be bright!
Being tough won’t set you free. Being brave will do that.
Being brave is saying you miss someone, or you feel sad, or weak, or any of those emotions that make us “vulnerable”. Those are emotions that allow us to look at the real us and say, “I’m okay with the person I am. I feel, I hurt, I cry, I laugh, I smile and I Love”.
Everything inside of us is there to keep our balance. It’s there to teach us who we are. Allowing yourself to be “weak” may show you and others how much Love you are capable of.
Being strong and tough are the choices you only allowed yourself to see. Being vulnerable and open are choices that are always available to you. Telling your parents you miss them might bring them great joy as they’ll know how much you care for them and wish you could see them. True, it might make you sad to share those emotions, but the sadness is already there. Perhaps, letting the sadness go by sharing those thoughts will make you feel lighter? Perhaps your parents will feel more acknowledged that you do truly miss them?
Don’t be afraid of your Heart. Be Love. 🙂