“Let me die the moment my love dies.
Let me not outlive my own capacity to love.
Let me die still loving, and so, never die.”
― Mary Zimmerman, Metamorphoses
Ah... Love! It is the greatest undeniable force. There is so much done in the name of Love! But is it?
I love my children. This means that in order to be a good mom I have to be willing and courageous enough to make good decisions, even if the resulting comments are “I don’t love you!” or “You don’t love me.” Maybe what we need to examine is what love is. A boyfriend (or girlfriend) who buys you flowers or jewelry every time he knows he has done something bad, is not expressing his love. He is expressing guilt or regret. So what is love and more importantly how do we know if what we are getting is the real thing? I have a theory that I have applied to my own life with good results so far.
In the quote above the writer refers to the love she feels within. I make a conscious choice every day to express my kindness, to practice patience, to acknowledge the human beings in front of me. I love. I put it out there and I practice what I preach. Practice makes perfect so I keep at it. Everyday one of you out there in the world, writes me a note or a letter or a comment and makes me feel the love. That’s how I know it’s the real thing. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Namaste!
Bianca
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Let me not outlive my own capacity to love.
Let me die still loving, and so, never die.”
― Mary Zimmerman, Metamorphoses
Ah... Love! It is the greatest undeniable force. There is so much done in the name of Love! But is it?
I love my children. This means that in order to be a good mom I have to be willing and courageous enough to make good decisions, even if the resulting comments are “I don’t love you!” or “You don’t love me.” Maybe what we need to examine is what love is. A boyfriend (or girlfriend) who buys you flowers or jewelry every time he knows he has done something bad, is not expressing his love. He is expressing guilt or regret. So what is love and more importantly how do we know if what we are getting is the real thing? I have a theory that I have applied to my own life with good results so far.
In the quote above the writer refers to the love she feels within. I make a conscious choice every day to express my kindness, to practice patience, to acknowledge the human beings in front of me. I love. I put it out there and I practice what I preach. Practice makes perfect so I keep at it. Everyday one of you out there in the world, writes me a note or a letter or a comment and makes me feel the love. That’s how I know it’s the real thing. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Namaste!
Bianca
This personal blog was written by Bianca Pittoors. You may “share” it in its entirety. I respectfully request that you respect it as the intellectual property that it is. Thank you!
Follow us on blogger, on the Bianca Basso Group on Facebook, or visit our site for more information.
