Love is difficult. It will not always heal you; sometimes it breaks your heart, too. Don’t give up on it. Don’t confuse the words that people drill into your head with reality. It’s true that love is not a bed of roses but it is much more beautifully heart-breaking than that.
It is crying on the floor, your heart bleeding out of your chest, but it is also the light that radiates on your face when you gaze into the face of your beloved. It is so many things at once, different for each of us. It is crippling yet it is also the emotion we latch onto, the emotion we need the most, when it all goes south.
Love cannot be escaped. It surrounds us from every corner of the world. We breathe it in but what we must remember is that as we inhale love into our hearts, we must also exhale it into the hearts of others.
Sometimes we become so busy in our own lives, in our own egos that we forget to look around and see all the hearts that are breaking, all the innocent people who are facing torture and abuse. We must reach out our hands and hold onto each other, with love.
We are living in a time that is helpless but never hopeless. We are in frantic need of love to give us the hope that we need to carry on. Every single one of us. Even if we are unable to see it.
“If the house of the world is dark, love will find a way to make windows.”
The great mystic poet, Rumi talks about love-windows in the world of darkness. We need to be those windows of love. We need to open our hearts and love endlessly, without limits. Only then, can we fill the world with light. From love, comes infinite light.
My definition of love is not Valentines Day, nor is it Hallmark. What I mean by love is the love that brought you here, the love that keeps us here and the love that will, eventually take us home. It is the same love that we give and receive for the sake of God. The same love that we should never stop giving and therefore, we will never stop receiving.
There is a well-known Rumi poem, which has circulated the internet for a very, very long time:
“Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.”
I live by this. Love is beautiful, flaws and imperfections included. It is only with flaws that love can truly shine in its beauty. When you love someone despite their flaws, despite their shortcomings, despite all the things they cannot give you, it is freeing, it is liberating, and it gives you strength. Strength that you could never otherwise attain. It is with this strength that you are able to withhold storms and hurricanes, basking in the glory of love.
I will leave you with another Rumi poem:
“Love is the vital core of the soul, and of all you see, only love is infinite”
Your soul seeks love. At the core of every being is the soul that is connected to God, a soul that is only love.