Assumption

In the Christian bible, Christ tells his disciples to call upon things that do not exist, as though they did exist, and this becomes the practice of Faith. Terry Pratcher tells us that if we can manipulate our minds into focusing on one thing, our body simply believes it and reacts accordingly. The definition of being blind, is NOT having the ability to see physical things with your eyes. And the ability to see the deeper levels of things and then seeing how a situation will play out, is called discernment and intuition.

But today I have found that there are times that all of these abilities and disabilities are ruled out entirely, and simply broken down by a crippling disease called Assumption. Because what do we call the disability to use rationality, and to make practical, concise judgements, where in the end we simply end up creating things that were simply never there to begin with? And to make it worse, we add sensory and sensual assumptions to a thing that does not exist, and give this unborn thing a deformed and irrational life, by convincing ourselves we felt, saw, or heard something, and then name this dead thing 'Mixed Signals'.

We cannot call it dilution, because that implies there are medical and physical factors that have affected the result. And we cannot call it obsession, because that implies that something existed before to fuel it. No, the truth is, sometimes we see what we want to see, only because we're running away from something. Whether it be on a concious or sub-concious level...The only assumption that leads to Assumption is fear of a Fear we assumed.

Love My Nudity

Sometimes love is not just about the next person, and sometimes its not about communication at all...No, sometimes love is just about respect and about sincerity...Sometimes about just standing there, guards down, chin up and open for all to see. How can one be expected to love, and to be loved, when you can't even see all that is there to love? Because unlike fashion, love never changes, and has no collection to bind it in. Its not like the clothing we can simply mix and match...No, its simply like the bare, beautiful skin.

So many people talk of being open, and being transparent, but you can only be as clear as you perceive yourself to be. And in the end, when you're hiding truths about yourself from yourself, then you can never be truly honest with anyone. And in truth, you want someone to love you, for all of you, including the parts you dislike about yourself, the hurts you try to hide, and the regrets you deny you ever had...And those blemishes are the kinds you'll only find when you're truly honest and naked from your 'truths'.

All that's expected in any relationship, is bare honesty. And even though we may feel completely naked under the scrutiny of complete honesty, often its easier to find love without layers of lies. Because in the end, once all the bad and the brutal honesty is out in the open, all you have left are the good truths to live by. Because under all the layers of verisimilitude, we find that the naked truth is worth a lot more to love.

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Lucky Packet

Now I remember the days, and certainly not too long ago, where kids actually went to the store at least once a month, just so that they could purchase that all famous Lucky Packet...You remember? That shiny little packet with the fancy wrapping...And its not like there was anything extraordinary about it at all, it was simply a fad, but what kids really looked forward to, was the prize.

And once you bought one, you showed it of to everyone, and shook the packet trying to figure out what's inside. And I have discovered, that life, and people inside your life are a lot like that. They look interesting, they can even show off at times, and if you're really lucky, you can manage to get one all to yourself. And once you have, you can shake them about, and move them around, waiting to see what else comes out.

But today, I've discovered something totally different. Because I remember, that once you've discovered the prize inside a Lucky Packet, you would cherish it, show it off, stare at it, treasure it, make sure that everyone knew it was your one-of-a-kind, one-and-only prize! So no...I feel like the complete opposite...I have found, that sometimes, you can feel like the thing we all threw away...Yes, I feel like nothing more than the wrapping, of a once treasured Lucky Packet.

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Dry Roses Do Bloom

So whilst gardening today, I noticed a rather peculiar thing. Around six or seven months ago, I had planted a few rose sprouts into my garden, that were green to begin with, but soon turned brown, and looked nothing more than dead twigs. Around the same time I had set my mind on a few goals, some of them of Love and some of Life and Living.

Now it should come as no surprise, that every plant inside a garden, great or small, woody or evergreen, requires nurturing, water, pruning and care. And in the same way, so do our dreams. But these rose stalks seemed long past dead, with little chance of revival at all. And in the same manner, life, like weeds, took over my garden, stealing all my water, attention and care...Until eventually, my dreams, like rose bushes, withered, wilted and dried.

But here's the thing about a dream...Like roses during a dry season, or during a Winter's spell, are bound to look barren, and beyond the point of no return...But...That's not to say that they need any less water than any other plant in your garden. They're simply waiting for the right time and season to sprout. So continue to nurture your nature, and naturally things will fall into their place...And sooner or later, your dreams...Like roses, in Springtime...Will bloom.

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I Choose You

In life we come across many choices, few opportunities, and fewer to love. We find few decisions that live up to expectations, and many loves that don't quite amount to much at all. We find thousands of infatuations that drift off in our dreams, growing up to be everything they've ever hoped for, everything we've ever wanted, and every love we'd love. But what can we call the loves that we have, that are less than the love we once sought?

So the question keeps burning inside our heads, and in the minds of our lovers every time that we're there...What did you find within me to love, if I have nothing that infatuation compares? And furthermore, with temptation banging on a door, so brittle and ready to fall apart, how is it the entrance of your heart remains so tightly shut? With sayings that encourage a lover to love whoever the heart chooses to love at that time, and with so much love to give in our hearts, how does our love compare to those we're meant to love in our life?

Then the answer is this, for now and forever, and the reason from now and forever remains...That I have many choices that fill up my life, and many decisions still left to be made...But one decision I will not drift away from, or try to reason or bend another way...And that is that I have the ability to, the opportunity to, and time to look out through my window pane. But one way or another, we'll still find each other, and I'll always choose you tomorrow, as I did today...Yes...I choose...YOU.

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Less Than Love

I have recently discovered a mistake somewhere in Love...that occurs some time after being In-Love, and its the occurrence of falling out of Love. So now its possible that somehow someone has the unfortunate potential of discovering that they're not quite as In-Love with a person they've built magical memories with, and can miraculously find Love elsewhere at that very happening?

Then one has to wonder if they were simply in-love with the idea of Love, and of being In-Love with the thought of You, or the grand plan of sharing a life with anybody, but so happens its you. And if so, then all the times they said "I Love You", was it directed at You, or directed at Love, or just directed to the person they've always wanted to share their life with, a role that just so happens to be occupied by You. It simply baffles me to come to terms with the notion of falling out of Love, and that it should rather be synonymous with being too cowardly to admit that they simply messed up.

You cannot accidently lose Love, or forget it somewhere and find it misplaced...Its far too great to be blind to it, so how could it never be found? But then again...Whoever said they misplaced anything, or that ignorance happened across them? They simply and deliberately picked it up and threw it away...then left it there...to die.

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Border Patrol

I have always understood one fundamental thing, both in life and in love, that there is a clear and distinct line that separates that which is right from that which is wrong, like oil and water or black and white. But although the divide is as clear as glass, how is it that some people still knowingly choose what is contrary to their moral beliefs? And the answer begins with you...

I was asked a question, about absence in a relationship, and about the causes of unfaithfulness and infidelity. The cause will always be the same...Its not distance or neglect, or taunting or differences, its a lack of communication and border patrol. Morals and the sentiment attached to them have always been the foundations of a society's conscience, but border patrol and law and order or the things that hold it in place. Nobody will know to choose right from wrong, until they know the implications involved in choosing the latter, or what it would mean to the affected person/s, and even more so, how much choosing the right thing please the person/s who benefit.

You see, the only time someone begins to question whether or not they can choose wrong from right, is when they are tolerated the options, and when there are no clear boundaries separating the two. There is no excuse for infidelity or unfaithfulness, but its not infidelity if nobody says its so...

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Heart-Felt

Something I've learned in Life and especially through being in a relationship, is that somehow in all the instant messaging and telecommunications, society has somehow handicapped itself from its general ability to communicate sensibly, passionately, and overall effectively. And one has to wonder how a species so far up the chain of evolution, has evolved into a state where its grown incapable of communicating and processing information through the basic channel of person to person conversation.

And to make it worse, its no surprise that in these times we find couples celebrating month to month anniversaries, instead of celebrating the annual tradition, simply because its considered a triumph when a couple makes it passed a single month! But the truth is, relationships cannot last without the basic concept of communication, so why then do we act so surprised when they fail to last?

So here's the absolute truth...Couples will often say that they communicate...But really, do they? Whoever said you listen, feel and communicate with you ears, hands and mouth? You 'hear' with your ears, but listen with your heart. You touch with your hands, but feel with your heart. You speak with your mouth, but communicate with your heart...In all things, especially relationships, wisdom and understanding begins with communication...So open your heart and listen to life, feel your passion and communicate in love.

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Expect The Excepted

Ghandi once wrote about every man loving his neighbour, and that the result would be that no man would be without love. Muhammed wrote about loving ones enemies, so that you may receive love unconditionally in return from Allah. Christ wrote about loving your neighbour as you love yourself, as he loved the the church. But one way or the other, it all begins with YOU.

If we, ourselves do not know the meaning of Love, then how can we be expected to show it to another? And Love they say, begins with knowing who we are, and if we do not know that, then how can we know of Love? But in order to know ourselves, we have to bode questions, and it is this that people fear...Questioning oneself. You see, the thing we fear is not what we'll find once we start asking questions about who we are, it's about what we won't find that scares us. We fear that we'll discover that all the things that we thought make up who we are, is in fact not there, and that this whole time we've been living the illusions of who we want to be, who we thought we were, and in essence...living in the contrary.

Yes, Love requires Introspection, and is mandatory in a relationship, and cannot be excluded or excepted in the discovery of Life. When Introspection becomes an exception, then the only choice left from a small selection of Life choices, is to choose not to Love. And the only thing then left to question is this...Is Life and Living really worth not loving in?