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Author: Soren Dreier
Sometimes we get filled with love, for no apparent reason. And why should there be a reason? It seems like love is all hung up on conditions, terms, and a busy mind’s ability to calculate if ‘this’ is worthy of love.
We have to leave that, and we do, and we can and we must.
Love objectivized and weaponized into fear of the object of our love will delude us and walk away, no reason.
Love’s gone bitterly sour for many as years and experiences pass by, leaving us helpless, victimized and abandoned. Love never does that. If it does, it maybe wasn’t love as a state of mind, but it was love too humble or too afraid.
Was it clinging too sentimentally to the object of our attention? Love doesn’t cling – though it is the strongest of glue holding us together.
We have to find the room again and sometimes it shows as a state of mind.
We wake up one morning and love stirs up the promise of a somehow lighter day.