Love is more than you think it is.
I have often said to myself, friends, and clients that love and hate are both endless wells we can draw from. And even though I do love to dig into the yin and yang of life, today I just wanted to write about love and all it can be.
I like the idea of an endless well because it paints a picture of infinite depth. Moreover, the deeper you go down a well the darker it can become. The colder the water can feel. The more unsure you are of how safe it is. Does this resonate?
Let’s dig into the depth of the well. When I think of love, at a first glance, I do think of beauty, warmth, comfort, and all those other feelings that can come from a romance novel. And I’m not knocking a good romance. In fact, I love to love. If you know me, you know that I enjoy going the extra mile to make someone feel loved. And yet, there is a depth to love that is always been mystifying. There is the pang of love, like when someone you love is hurting. When you begin to realize you are falling for someone, it can be like the loop-de-loop on a rollercoaster. An unsettling and exhilarating feeling when your stomach is both in terror and joy.
And then we can look into the unlimited potential of love. I liken to love like life force energy. If you want to give it, you can. If you want to receive it, it is there. You can even simply look around and find love being born, shared, and enjoyed around us. Sometimes motivation isn’t there. Sometimes sadness consumes us and makes it more difficult to feel positive. And yet, at any of those times love is always readily available. Case in point, no matter the limiting belief that can exist in our minds, love IS always ready to wrap its arms around you.
You might ask me, well what if I feel like I cannot give love? What if it feels like I am unable to let love in? Isn’t it okay to let yourself feel the way you feel?
What I would offer you, and myself is that love isn’t something you have to work for. Like air, rest, and the permission to love yourself; it is always yours to weave into your existence. Yeah, I said it. It is always ours to bathe in and enjoy its beauty. Why?
Because we are love. We were made from love, from the connection. So here you/we are a being of love. And if you are made of love, all you have to do is remember that; and there love is.
You are enough.