A Love Story
All of us need to believe that we are loved and lovable.We begin life with confidence on both points, bathed in mother's love and swaddled in our own innocence.
love was never in a question, but over time and because of society and environment we live and grow in, our certainty becomes clouded. When we look at ourselves today, can we really still make the two factual statements every infant could make if he/she had the words to express the words?
I am completely loved
I am completely loveable.
Very few people can, and they only can on the basis of certain point and moment of their life time.In many ways this seems right to us that perfect love is supposedly not of this world that we live in , or at least not for us. Yet in a deeper sense, what we call flaws are really just the scars of hurt and wounds accumulated over a lifetime. When we look in the mirror, we think we are looking at ourselves realistically, but our mirror does not reveal the truth that endures despite all the hurt, anger, and sense of desperation for love from every angle. In a way it is amazing that we do not realise this, because underneath everything we think and feel, innocence within us is still intact.
Time cannot blemish our essence, our portion of emotional spirit, but if we loose light and sight of this essence, we will mistake ourselves for our experiences, and there is no doubt that experience can do much to obliterate love. In an often hostile and brutal world, maintaining innocence seems impossible. Therefor, we find ourselves experiencing only so much love and only so much loveability if any.
In our deepest nature, each person is meant to be a hero or heroin of an external love story. The story begins in innocence,
With a baby's birth into mother's loving arms. If proceeds of growth as the young child steps out into the world and with more and more experience the circle of...