WHERE THE TRUE HEART OF LOVE ABIDES

Giving your beloved up so that they can go on to their higher purpose or greater happiness is the hardest thing to do. The sacrifice of your love for them can be a wrenching, desolate experience, but it also demonstrates real love. Love that is passionate, consoling and present is wonderful, but love sacrificed demonstrates a depth of character.

Love of our children and sacrifice for them is expected. Unlike this situation, romance itself can be measured in days, months, years or lifetimes.  The tragedy of romance is that it is seldom experienced in equal proportions for both people. Romance, unlike love is often selfish and puerile. It will last as long as our not so durable fantasies about this interface continue.

Real love has an unselfish core, and endures all fear, uncertainty, jealousy and distance.

The joy of love is its ability to spring up anywhere and anytime.  It’s power is profound, it’s need for realization and acknowledgement is unquestionable. The “chains” of love are not chains at all. We willingly yield ourselves to a feeling that abides with gentleness, a little bit of helplessness and a new view of the world full of light and colour.

Although letting go of the object of our love is selfless, it also gives us a connection to a profundity we can call higher love.  Consider that doing the wrong thing can loose the forces of disappointment, imbalance and self-loathing that secrecy and deliberate sabotage of someone else’s better destiny will create.

Try your best to self-identify with love. Love is creative, kind, can only offer itself with fidelity and endurance. We are creatures that need not only symbolic demonstrations and frippery for proof of someone’s love. We need the secure, impassioned strength of love that exists like mitten strings joining  two people. It will bind without loud demands and it will let two partners see each others aging, changing and needs through each others eyes – with affection and acceptance.

That is the true heart of love.