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?

The Green Grass

Now there's a tale about a place that too many long to be. Its the place we've all imagined ourselves in, hoped to reach, envy those we thought were there, and desperately strive to grab onto the things we think will get us closer there. We've convinced ourselves into believing that all of life, all our efforts and endeavours, all our successes and achievements must all grow towards the ideals and ideas of that particular place, and even if we couldn't get there, we would make whichever sacrifices were needed in order to get as close to it as we could and simply call the race the pursuit of happiness.

Yes we've all heard of the magnificence and the lush of the green grass in that place we call The Other Side, beyond our reaches, across the mysterious fence. Indeed, heard of it, but has anyone ever really been there? I can't understand what on earth the big fuss is about climbing a fence just to get to a place so that you could enjoy the 'splendours' of smelling the lawn and lying on turf! And then there are those who know they can't reach it, so they copy the Jones' and attempt to grow some green grass of their own, only because that's the idealised image of a rumoured success.

Yes, as the song goes...Someone once told me the grass was much greener on The Other Side, but I paid a visit, and it's possible I missed it, it's not different, it's exactly...the same.

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Weeds

In the lush of the Amazon, or the barren Sahara, from the frosty Everest, even to the scorching Equator, no set of conditions in nature has stopped the spread and devastation of weeds. They sprout out from the soil of the earth, grasping and clinging tightly to the ground, firmly holding their position and ensuring once they're there, they'll stay.

And like the common garden weeds, we sometimes find in Life and living, that the most dangerous ones, are those you can't detect at all. The grow in and onto your life, like parasites, stealing the goodness from the blossoming flora that you've nurtured in your life, tirelessly, endlessly, relentlessly and positively. Some of them impersonating the roles of good plants, and others just tangling their roots around yours, claiming to offer you a better Life with them, than that without.

But as any gardener will tell you, and any florist knows, it takes a good amount of pruning and weeding to grow. That only through experience you learn to tell the weeds from the willows, and you'll learn which flowers are there to benefit your Life, and which ones must go.

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