Last week there was the yearly celebration of Valentine’s Day. It made me reflect about this thing called love. What is love actually?
For many years of my life I believed that love had to do with feelings. Being so insanely in love that I could not think about anything else. Letting my feelings take over the whole of me. It is only recently that I have realized that that is not love, that is unconsciousness. When I let my feelings take over I loose myself and my presence. I let my mind and my ego control me, instead of letting my heart guide me. And it is when we let the mind and the ego control us that we become afraid of not being good enough, of being left alone, of not being loved.
What if that thing about ”having your heart broken” does not actually exist? And what if no one can hurt our feelings? What if we actually can take responsibility for our feelings, for how we choose to react to another person’s actions? In the same way that that other person can take responsibility for his or her own actions? What would it be like living on this planet if all of us human beings took responsibility for our feelings and for how our actions impact on others… If we realized that we are actually one; all parts of the whole.