"perfect love drives out all fear."
thank you, john. i'll try to keep that in mind.
as for now, i'm relishing in all the options and having no clue what lovely door to step inside. the only thing that i fear is being alone, or lacking love.
funny how that works, isn't it?
so what is "perfect love," and what is "fear?"
only a handful of times have i experienced perfect love, and it's not what you think it is, either. i'm not talking about the boyfriend kind of love or the parent kind of love or the best friend kind of love or the really-big-crush kind of love; i'm talking about something inside of you you only experience when you need it the most to keep you going, to keep you strong, to keep you alive and well and happy and hoping.
fear? that's something we all experience, and i have no other interpretation of it for you than the one you provide yourself with.
sometimes it seems that there are so many things in life to fear that there can be no perfect love, no hope for humanity in times of suffering or stress or complete lack of direction.
and then, right when you expect it the least in the most unlikely situation you can think of to date, it happens. it washes over you and you would like to say you didn't know it was coming when it started, but you did. it comes out of your heart and swims through your body, touching every part that had been asleep for lack of motivation or out of fear of being brought to consciousness. it all awakens so suddenly and there you are, standing in a sunset or under the moon. one minute you're who you've been; the next, you're who you haven't been for a long time.
i guess that's my favorite thing to experience - this perfect love we so often seek and so rarely find.
if you don't know what i'm talking about, i suggest you find out, but i find it difficult to believe that anyone could have gotten this far without ever having felt it.
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sounds nice, like the opisite of what drives me to change. which is ususaly greater fear than the intital one.
love, how putridly magnificent it must be
~Rach
while that sounds awfully cheesy, i know what you're talking about. side note? anyone who hasn't experienced it either isn't as poetic as you, or isn't as deep-- simple as that. some people aren't driven like you and i are, dood. "you have big dreams, whether they are formalized or not." some people don't interpret their experiences like you do, and thus, whill remain both blissfully ignorant of and horribly unaffected by life.
c'est la vie.
ps- i'm not signing this; you should know who it is.
Maggie, you express your feelings so brilliantly, I usually find myself in thought after reading your entries. As to the love feeling, I've felt it, but have kept everything inside, that's something I need to learn how to undo.
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