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Seasons Greetings In Love

Hope you all are having a very special and happy holiday. This will be a post focused on an intense, powerful emotion: Love.

Love, ah, such a simple one syllable word, yet so complex with no specific definition. Love, it is defined by all differently, and shown in different ways. Love, such a complex emotion, with more than one dimension, and spoken in all the worlds languages. Body, soul, mind, heart, universal – all is connected in the spirally storm called: Love.

I love this, I love that. And with love comes the opposition: Hate. I hate this, I hate that, I love you, I hate you, come back, go a way, come back. Stay. Ah, such a bitter confusion our mind likes to make love to be. But it is not so complicated. Not to me; for love is meant to be felt, not just heard.

I once was wishfully thinking, in many ways I still wishfully think, of a one true love that is meant for me.

I call this wishful thinking only in the sense that someone cannot save me from myself, or take my pain away. But they can be there as a companion to support me in my choices, and to uplift me when my world is shaky and my feet are unsteady upon the unpaved path of life I walk.

It is true, each love is unique, hence we all want a love like no other – and I sure would like that – but I’m not going to make grandiose fantasies about it any longer, for I know the future can not be created in the mind and remain in the mind. The fantasy of the future must be lived and actions must be taken in order for a future perceived to become a real reality.

The best way of making a fantasy of the future a reality is to exist in the moment. And as I exist at this moment, my thoughts do not wonder into unknown possibilities about the “love of my life.” Instead, I may stumble upon that love spontaneously, and then… possibly… my heart will skip a beat. The love surpassing the sense of time is a love found within the moment… where thoughts cease to exist. In that moment, true feeling is felt, and serenity is let in.

I no longer need a love that is only mine, because love is meant to be shared. I no longer need to be possessive, because possession of another may make someone feel trapped and a need to escape may enter their mind. My love can roam freely as it pleases – as they please – for I’ll know, if the love is true, they’ll always be with me. Faith, trust and honesty are important to keep love.

With faith, trust and honesty, open-mindedness must be there. And if one is open-minded with their love, the love may stand beside them during all hardships, and through the rainy days that may cause pain to a heart. Love will remain in those times, as long as it can roam freely.

True love does forgive mistakes, and helps to make one whole again. But it is not the only thing that makes one whole, the person who feels broken must also help with healing themselves. Love is a guide; the true healing of the heart is up to our self. We must accept love in order for it to help heal us. Accepting is a step toward love. Faith, trust and honesty are building blocks of love. Love that is meant to be is a love that is accepted into the heart.

Bittersweet is love, and that is why this post is both bitter and sweet. Bittersweet is love, and as well as this year has been for me. I feel a post such as this is a perfect way to end the year, my last reflection post of the year. See you next year!



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by Valerie Turpin

~When a quiet individual speaks, their voice is loud ~

The voice of the spirit is as loud as the whisper in the wind, breath upon the skin, and as delicate as a feather in the wind. The quiet voice speaks the truth within you. Let it speak through you, and let it be what it will be. There is no rhythm, rhyme, or reason. the voice of the spirit is felt rather than heard, and when it is heard it is through your own words or way of expression.
Speak those quiet words, in any form you wish; through art, verbally, in any way. Let it be and you will see what you are capable of.


My articles contain information I have received on my spiritual path, which I call, my path of life, sprinkled in with creative expressions.

Random teed-bits of information about ME: I am from Southwestern Arizona; I was born in 1990 and I am the second to the youngest of 5 children; I have a Bachelor degree in Social Work and I am currently pursing a Master’s in Social Work.

My interests: Poetry; creating art in multiple forms; history of civilization, diversity of cultures, history of art in multiple forms through the ages, world religions, and world power; Psychology and Sociology; Mysticism; Law & Order; writing (academically and creatively).

Enjoy! and Happy reading. <3

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