Guys.
It’s come to my attention that I should never have deleted my blog about self-love.
What is love?
A feeling? An action? A state of mind? Is love all? Is God love?
This a question that each person can only truly answer for themselves.
I realized at some point I was getting tired of trying to explain what I believe love is. My mother told me I need to stop arguing with people about things, so I decided to write a blog so that if someone wanted to argue with me, they could just go read my blog and leave their argument in the comment section. I don’t have time to catch people up on everything I’ve meditated on, thought, or read about love in the last 1/4 century of living…
So here’s my answer:
For me it’s been a developing aspect of my existence, until it became the lens through which I see my existence. But now I believe that in my best moments, it’s really the fabric of my existence.
To really grasp this, you’d have to understand how I see myself I guess. And maybe we’ll get there.
I promised on twitter that I would write about love until there was nothing left to say. And as long as it feeds my spirit to do so, I guess that’s what I’m going to be up to.
Maybe I can’t transmit fully the secret of my endless joy, but it seems like something worth documenting for those who need to know someone is out there who might be entertaining similar ideas.
I have a whole theory about love as unconditional in it’s purest state. About how love exists everywhere we can look for it. About how it comes in many incomplete forms and conditional forms that enslave us, but how when we truly access unconditional love, it is transformative.
A love that is always there to support and uplift us.
If you don’t know what I’m talking about, perhaps you should come back.