One can spend a lifetime in love without knowing how to truly love another. One can spend a lifetime trying to find love in possessing or belonging. One can spend. One can love to repair. One can be the rogue that another loves to repair. One can build walls of institutions to hold on to what one believes is one’s own. One can break walls so that new walls can be built only to be broken down again. One can bruise and cling and ache and still not know the freedom that lies beyond.
Sometimes a bell rings or a bird sings outside your window or a traffic light changes and you do not notice. Sometimes you do. Sometimes, like a dream within a dream, no matter how hard you are shaken you do not awaken. Sometimes it takes another person to wake you up to who you were meant to be. Sometimes, life waits and waits and waits. Sometimes a bell rings.
Love like oceans can drown you in delusion or reef you till you glimpse the rocks you are about to be smashed down upon. Love like deserts can hypnotize you with its beauty till you parch and slip knowingly into the reality of your delirium. Love like mountains can be humbling. Love can show you how helpless and small you are before its greatness.
On this wonderful day, I give thanks to life for teaching me with love.