Love is a Paradox
I must have gotten up from the wrong side of the bed, or perhaps it was the right side – you decide. I had a sudden thought to blog about a paradox.
This is an easy yet difficult subject, which only a few have mastered.
A subject that is simple, yet so complex.
I, myself, at this ripe old age of, well, old, is an inexperienced student and still learning.
I’m talking about LOVE.There is the romantic, the familial, the neighbourly love…
There is the love for God, for friends, for pets…
Then there is universal love which is all-embracing and signifying unconditional love for all…
And there is self love.
There is no single, universally-accepted definition of love. Love is described in many various ways by very many people.
Is it just me or am I missing something? Is love an enigma?
Those who profess to know the full meaning of the word LOVE, speak.
Love is a word that begs to be defined succinctly.
Love is one powerful, emotion-evoking, all-encompassing word.
Love is most longed for, most dreamed about and most-sought after.
But we all know love is also misunderstood, misused and abused.
So do you really know what love is and what love is not?
Help me answer my questions.
Help me understand love and all its complexities.
Recognise love where I think I see falsity;
See love when it seems none exists;
Find love where it may hide.
[This is the first of many posts about this love-ing feeling.]
[British/Australian spelling used.]