Love’s Door

Love is a funny thing. We spend our lives chasing different forms of love, depending on our needs. We make sacrifices that we often look back on and wonder, “What was I thinking?”.

As I watch young love through the eyes of experience, it amazes me to observe the modest courting that still occurs today. Such a beautiful thing, yet why beat around the bush? Why play hard to get when love is there for the taking? What is it in the human psyche that needs to push and pull, prod and poke the magic of developing love? Why not surrender to the welling passion of now, and most definitely when it’s mutual, why hold back on the love inside?

Why also do we make love such a mechanical, procedural thing? When really it’s something that’s spontaneously felt. We should embrace it and take it all in! I love to love and to fall in love. Isn’t that the dream of all dreams? To love and be loved, to feel at one with another and to share feelings inside?

Then enter fear, don’t show your heart right away! It only kills the thrill of the chase, knowing we have won. Oh the games we play. Mostly we know when it’s ours, yet the more we elude each other, the more thrilling the chase becomes. It is  human curiosity that thrives on the unknowing.. that loves to love, loves the chase and bathes in love’s complexities.

Even when we’re married, we find boredom in the security and permanence of love. When really we should be at the highest peak of happiness, and content with knowing what to expect each day. Knowing love is waiting at the door of our dark nights and rainy days, comforting the pain within.

And then in our twilight years, love becomes more stable. Newspaper sheets strewn across the floor, jam and toast crumbs smeared on the bread board. Annoyingly we look at the predictable mess, and with a resigned sigh we surrender to the comfort of familiarity of habit and quirk, and smile with heart felt content.

Love is the deity of life. The magic of our heart, propelled into combat with conditioning of the mind. If I could love all over again, and why not?! I would freely hand over my heart. Yet give up the chase and thrill of the unknown? I think not!

In summary; trust the love in your heart, love openly and deeply, give freely and without fear. Enjoy the moment of now and accept the person you’re with. Appreciate the comfort of familiarity and be grateful for the security of unconditional love. Least of all, never give in to the chase. Six months, two years, fifty! The thrill of the chase is what keeps love alive, in mystery alive and more.

Julie Anne

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