Matters of the heart
In honor of Valentine's Day, I'd like to pose a few questions--food for thought.
What does it mean to be loved?
What does it mean to love?
What is love--a feeling? a condition? an understanding? a connection?
How do we know when we love someone--is there an instinct, a single moment when we just know? Or does it build over time, and we realize it slowly?
If you would like, share some of your stories about this topic. And when I say love, I mean any kind of love--for any family member, a friend, a boyfriend/girlfriend, a hobby, a sport, or even for a childhood toy.
Happy Valentine's Day!
posted by Michelle S @ 6:40 PM
3 Comments:
Well, I'd say on that one is that for me when you've fallen in love, you don't care how far away somebody is, or how much they change in any direction, or how many times you get to see them, because it doesn't make a difference as long as you CAN see them again, and because of this you can keep going through whatever is in your life, because that person is there, breathing the same air as you are. When that line is crossed is still an undefineable point, but the transition happens all the same. Trying to identify those feelings is more difficult in my eyes. The saying, 'the light is always out when you look at it' fits my experiences, although I know love is different for everyone. When I try to ask myself systematically, 'now who do I have a crush on right now? Him? Or him?' is where I get stumped, but when I don't think much about it, my heart decides for me. Trusting my own heart is where I have trouble, no matter how much I try to listen to my own advice and drop the questions.
Love, (in my personal opinion,) is being able to look at someone, see their faults, the things that anger you and drive you insane, and still want to be around them, to share their life with them.
Love is being able to put someone else ahead of yourself, even when it is to your detriment.
Love is caring about someone so much that you are able to let them go, maybe forever, if it is for their benefit.
Well, Sheb, I finally got around to blogging! Isn't it lovely? :)
Love is the one thing humans have that prevents them from tearing civilization apart. Without this, a human cannot escape from the isolation surrounding his or her very existence. Without love, it is impossible to feel empathy, to connect with another concept in the world. To love another human being is the highest possible connection one can have to that person. To say "I love you", to truly mean it, means "I can put your existence above my own". It can mean "I understand you like I understand myself". It means spending a part--if only a small one--of one's life on something or someone other than one's self. If one truly loves someone or something, a focus is created, a direction is pointed out to him or her. It seems that human life is meaningless without one form of love or another.
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