What if my lifelong notion of love and the purpose of life being to love has been completely false this whole time? I’ve always been a staunch believer in soul mates and in true love and that we are put on this Earth to love and to be loved. But I’m discovering that I’m pretty sure that I’ve had it all wrong.
After much contemplation, struggle, and renunciation, I
think that we were put on this Earth to love and to be loved, but not
necessarily in a romantic fashion. In this realization, I find somewhat equal
amounts of hope and despair...as well as a fair amount of resistance to the
idea. I find hope that people are still inherently good, and that love for life
is all around us. I hope that with time, I will find that love for life and
for people is all that is needed to live a full and happy life.
However, I also find much anguish in the idea that true,
passionate, loyal and faithful romantic love will forever remain a fable to
many people. It’s a little surreal and, quite honestly, numbing to think that some
people are meant to walk their paths without a life partner. But on the other
hand, who says that we weren't meant to walk a path devoted to self-love
and love for the world?
So if we devote our whole souls to doing good, being genuine,
and spreading real love to all, everything else will fall into place as it is
meant to. Surely, this is right.
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