Dear Human: You’ve got it all wrong. You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. That is where you came from and where you’ll return. You came here to learn personal love. Messy love. Sweaty love. Crazy love. Broken love. Whole love, infused with divinity. Lived through the grace of stumbling. Demonstrated through the beauty of…messing up. Often. You didn’t come here to be perfect. You already are. You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous, and then to rise again to remembering. But unconditional love? Stop telling that story. Love in truth doesn’t need ANY other adjectives. It doesn’t require modifiers. It doesn’t require the condition of perfection. It only ask that you show up, and do your best. That you stay present and feel fully. That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as YOU. It’s enough. It’s Plenty.
Author : Courtney A. Walsh.
Painting: Shelly Plenko
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I like this! Live our gift of life!
Agreed!
This feels SO true!
It did for me too! 🙂
Thank you for my daily source of inspiration 🙂
Your most welcome and thank you for saying so! 🙂
Some people go through life and never learn this.
I love this!!
I hope you don’t mind if I reblog your link on my reblog page?
Of course not Judy. I am flattered when people reblog, pin on Pinterest or share on Facebook. have pinned you on Pinterest. How are you beautiful Evil Chocolate Queen?
Thank you! I need to get a Pinterest!! I am very busy getting ready for spring and summer classes at the college. How are you?
Just wrapping up fall classes, all A’s. I will be moving west again soon, I think.
Good for you!! Impressive 🙂
What is your major, and what classes will you be taking?
Oh yes, and again and again! Beauty isn’t a tidy parcel. Love spills out of the undone string.
That is lovely Jane.
A little piece of heaven here…. I love it! Sometimes we all need to be reminded.
Me too! Thanks for your comment.
Reblogged this on the guru in the room and commented:
Sunday Brunch. Poached Posts. Valentine’s week special edition.
i think I needed to hear that today. Thank you 🙂
You are welcome~ I did too when I read it. I may need to go read it again. lol Been a weird couple of days~
beautiful!
Another reminder that we are spiritual beings having a human experience.
Yes indeed. Thank you Professor!
❤ Sindy, somethings are just so succinct! 🙂
That is a really old post. How did you get to that? lol
When you a person ‘likes’ a post, I get an email that gives me 3 post suggestions.
That is what I figured. I wish WP would put the more recent post as suggestions, but if you enjoyed it good. 😀
THE TUG THE PULL
Eighteen it’s
N away we go
A-flirtin’ n a-flatterin’
N a-flittin’s eve’where
N a-skippin’ here n there
N up n down n all aroun’
N knocked sideway a-sudden
At the view of this passin’ Phew!
What a walkin’ stalkin’ potpourri
N we think; stop n take a moment
Of ourly freshly minted wriggly time
Compose right sprightly unspoken memo
Hormones run riot n rush of hot ink blood
A notably knobbly wobbly feverish billet-doux
Scribbled on the frantic crisscrossin’ roads
Of two minds’ minds unwindin’ spools
N the uncrossin’ of two by two knees
Followin’ their foetid horehound fecundity
Till two n two are makin’ merry, merry
Unrequited? – Quite the contrary
Pan n cut to cutesy foreplay
Four teasin’ eyes in a blink of
A wink of a twinkle toed uncurling lip
N the blowin’ of a miriadillium
Of sultry salt sharp kisses
Signed away abandonment
N cried with joy for a while
N blew up n apart n away again
N then cried again … in anguish now
N yet always forgot n forgave
N that also of course too
exelent bro
I looove this post so much that I tried to make a song out of it. It is just a draft, sung once and never revised, so excuse the sound quality. If you like to hear it click here:
your words hit me in the face then bounce off my smile! Thank you for you! & thank you for sharing your heart! Big love! Peace namaste my fellow warrior Goddess!
Thank you but I did not write that.
Thought this was an interesting perspective. We bring meanig into our own lives, it isn’t always an unanswered question. In the end family, friends, pets, hobbies and things that bring us joy seems to be the key. It’s a journey. If you find those to share the journey with and make memories with that make it worthwhile even when it’s hard, who/what keeps you going is the question. When my son was young, I kept going for him! Now what keeps me going is being of service in some way. Rescue work and my pets. Finding things to look forward to, ways to use my strengths. Just some thoughts on existential depression. Stuck in between chapters at the moment, but sometimes the crisis brings you to the answers for the next decade.
Blessings to you. I did not write this just shared it a long while ago. It resonated at the time. I do not even recall what it said without rereading it. Go to read my more recent post they may have more appeal to you. ❤
Sending lots of love your way Debbie.
Namaste
Sindy
I just reread it Debbie and yep I still like it. ❤
Just getting to know you, poking around 😉 This article is wonderful. and needed right now. Thank you. Letting go of “perfection”
“Love in truth doesn’t need ANY other adjectives”
I liked that article very much as well.
One of my favorite pieces. Beautiful.
Thanks it really resonated.
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Perfect: love doesn’t need unconditional added to it. I liked this essay very much. I am looking for a form of messy, human love! Smiles, Robin
Oh I found it and it is grand 😀 ❤
I love it!