Oh to truly love, how rare that truly is. The things we love in this world last only so long. Yes, it may only be 5 minutes, 5 years, or a whole lifetime, but at the end we eventually part. How fortunate we are to have something so wonderful at one time that makes the ending of the journey so hard. But for people that love unconditionally...for those that love with their entire heart and understand that we are all sentenced to an end, we stay present with the people we adore. We make that moment last as long as we can because who actually knows when those moments will be no more in our lives. Our love is the thing that miracles are made from. Our love is the thing that may actually and authentically change the world . We see people near us all the time fall in love with something they do, and the world changes around them. We see people who fall completely in love with someone, and their energy, the two of them together as a unit creates something that folks see and feel.
Love rises above all else.
Love is a sort of energy that can't be explained.
Words are no match for it. Even when the best of words are utilized in the most stylish way, only a scratch is made on truly describing what love is. This is the reason why our hearts literally break when love crashes and burns. Recovery seems as distant cousin. We enter into a deep state of loss honestly because the person we were with were really was our other set of eyes, hands and legs.
Our buddies, our work, our close relationships, all can be deeply deeply loved. Not juvenile "love" but I'm talking about the sort of truly deep and exposed love, where you have no fear in your consciousness about telling that person the worst about yourself, the things you have kept secret, because in the end... you know that love goes beyond all. You give that special someone the tools to totally destroy you down to your core, and you trust them with everything inside of you not to.
Love nevertheless can be a fugitive type of thing.
And that's how it is designed to be. As human beings, we try to hang onto the good things truly as long as we are able to, but frequently the good just runs out and the balance of life takes a dip from what we had. We are designed to be brought down, so we will be able to, in truth rise again. I have always thought that the person I actually fell madly in love with, my soulmate, wouldn't just be the one that would be on the up and up with me, but the one that would support me and even help me walk through those dips in life.
The love that I have felt during the past has been glorious, life changing, phenomenal, and yet at all the same time momentary. Things occur, things change, and as the years have gone by, I have found many more methods to appreciate what I had vs what I lost. I believe that really has been a major turning point for me. My soul opens like a blooming flower every time I give myself the real chance to experience life. The good and the bad. The power of a strong redwood is built into my core and flowers of expertise, zeal, and knowledge bloom all though my soul.
We are supposed to experience the events we do on the trails we select.
Hang onto what you can while you have it and awfully love those around you. Cold and hard hearts are for the weak soul. That is only fear chatting. That's fear trying to protect the one thing you know that would actually make you exposed. Overt and plain-talking strength really isn't strength at all. It's weakness attempting to convince an audience it is something else.
True vulnerability and a gentle heart is true strength. The trail permits you to confront even your worst nightmares with passion and vigor.
Love seriously.
Love zealously.
Love vulnerably.
Love with no fear.
Love rises above all else.
Love is a sort of energy that can't be explained.
Words are no match for it. Even when the best of words are utilized in the most stylish way, only a scratch is made on truly describing what love is. This is the reason why our hearts literally break when love crashes and burns. Recovery seems as distant cousin. We enter into a deep state of loss honestly because the person we were with were really was our other set of eyes, hands and legs.
Our buddies, our work, our close relationships, all can be deeply deeply loved. Not juvenile "love" but I'm talking about the sort of truly deep and exposed love, where you have no fear in your consciousness about telling that person the worst about yourself, the things you have kept secret, because in the end... you know that love goes beyond all. You give that special someone the tools to totally destroy you down to your core, and you trust them with everything inside of you not to.
Love nevertheless can be a fugitive type of thing.
And that's how it is designed to be. As human beings, we try to hang onto the good things truly as long as we are able to, but frequently the good just runs out and the balance of life takes a dip from what we had. We are designed to be brought down, so we will be able to, in truth rise again. I have always thought that the person I actually fell madly in love with, my soulmate, wouldn't just be the one that would be on the up and up with me, but the one that would support me and even help me walk through those dips in life.
The love that I have felt during the past has been glorious, life changing, phenomenal, and yet at all the same time momentary. Things occur, things change, and as the years have gone by, I have found many more methods to appreciate what I had vs what I lost. I believe that really has been a major turning point for me. My soul opens like a blooming flower every time I give myself the real chance to experience life. The good and the bad. The power of a strong redwood is built into my core and flowers of expertise, zeal, and knowledge bloom all though my soul.
We are supposed to experience the events we do on the trails we select.
Hang onto what you can while you have it and awfully love those around you. Cold and hard hearts are for the weak soul. That is only fear chatting. That's fear trying to protect the one thing you know that would actually make you exposed. Overt and plain-talking strength really isn't strength at all. It's weakness attempting to convince an audience it is something else.
True vulnerability and a gentle heart is true strength. The trail permits you to confront even your worst nightmares with passion and vigor.
Love seriously.
Love zealously.
Love vulnerably.
Love with no fear.
About the Author:
Evan Sanders is the author and creator of The Words Of Encouragement, a website dedicated to bringing encouraging words to all those in need of some guidance in life. To continue reading, please start with The Notebook Quotes and dive further into the love quotes provided on the site.
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