time and again, whenever I start writing here..all i could think of is love. Is it because I know what love is all about or is it because I only thought I knew ---but the truth is I really don't. (?) When I read articles about love, so many things come to me...realizations...sometimes painful realizations. And up till now, I'm still striving to really really understand it. I have learned from some readings that when you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exacltly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to even pretend to. And yet this is exactly what we demand. we have so little faith in the flow of life, of love and of relationships. We are afraid it will never return when trials faces us. so we insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as well as in love is in growth - in freedom.the only real security is not in owning or possesing, not in demanding or expecting,not in hoping even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now.
"RELATIONSHIPS MUST BE LIKE ISLANDS, ONE MUST ACCEPT THEM FOR WHAT THEY ARE HERE AND NOW, WITHIN THEIR LIMITS - ISLANDS, SURROUNDED AND INTERRUPTED BY THE SEA, AND CONTINUALLY VISITED AND ABANDONED BY THE TIDES."
