When we read or write those four letters L-O-V-E, we feel it all.
The human brain will never be able to translate that feeling entirely into a book or on the big screen or in a product. And perhaps that means we will forever be searching for ways to describe it, to show it and to accept it.
Instead, could we choose to feel it? Instead of trying to intellectualize it and externalize it, could we feel it deeper and deeper, removing layer after layer?
Instead of look outside of ourselves for love, could we look within? Into our depths where shadows lurk? Into our depths where treasures are buried?
In feeling deeper into love, we will also feel into fears, doubts or sadness because love isn’t all sunshine and rainbows. There are clouds and storms that shape how we give, receive and perceive love.
Industry manufactured love in rom-com’s and teddy-bear-adorned-chocolate-boxes will never have the depth and richness of love that we hold within us.
As they often are with big questions, the answer to “what is love?” can be found within.
I write everyday because it allows me to voice what is at the surface. Once that is out of my head, I can dig in another layer deeper. My daily writing practice has been my greatest exploration of self and humanity. Sign up here to receive these thought nuggets in your inbox on the daily.