I wonder, is there's any word in the English language that causes more puzzlement than the word "love?" I'm guessing everybody has their own inner feeling about the word...and that inner feeling changes when we think on it a while.
From my eyebrows up, I'm satisfied that love is short for acceptance...and for nonresistance...and for laughter. That's when I've depersonalized the word. Ah, and there's the rub...it's like love doesn't have its special, shiver-up-the-spine hook if it's depersonalized.
Personalized, that tingly spine has different levels. Remembering my little dog Ruckus, I feel all melty inside...gooey good mixed with mournful sad...which is the same feeling but different I have for my parents since they are all love memories now. A different level is love for friends from close to best, then ratcheting up to romantic love...coming deeper still to the love of my life. Each and all, so many different...what?...textures it seems amongst them, each held dear.
But it is the spiritual level of love that has been calling me for sometime now. I wonder if spiritually love doesn't meld depersonalized and personalized to become the enigma it is. It is no longer a word to pull apart and ponder, it is.
Love is God is Love. And that is All.
I wonder.
Thank you.
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