to love with courage

A note to me in my journal this morning…

“to love with courage”

This is the purpose. This is the process. This is the meaning of life.

Can love be so simple?

Yes, love can be this simple and IS this simple. But (a big ol butt), We have purposefully made love impossibly complex on purpose. We’ve extracted the essence of love so that We can control and overpower others. We’ve Disney-fied, economically commoditized, trendy parenting failed, porn-aligned, trashy-romanced, Puritan-Freud complexified, judgement fueled, and religiously shamed love into a shriveled, scared, and starving mass that few understand and even less approach with all their being. To love with courage is to strip all manmade affordances away from what we’ve been told love is and start over. We cannot go back to the beginning of our lives, but we can start and continuously restart the redefinition of love now, today, in this moment.

There is no such thing as “one true love”. There are many, different, loves.

Love is immeasurable.

Love is infinite.

Love is being present.

Love is not destined because it doesn’t have a goal.

Love is natural.

Love is not sex and sex is not love.

Love is generous.

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I wrote / thought out so much more about the subject of Love, yet I still don’t have the courage to share here. I fear being misunderstood. I fear feeling shamed. I fear my writing isn’t good enough. I fear… I fear those that are living in anguish and misery that look for others to belittle in order to bring themselves up. I fear this medium, a digital blog post, is a poor place for intimate discussion and debate.

I will save my deeper thoughts for those that are on their own curious journey with Love. ❤️