I read a quote by Erica Jong, a portion of it is “Love is everything it's
cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it.”
I can only get back what I am willing
to risk. That makes us vulnerable and that scares the hell out of us. So we
tend to hold back instead of living wholeheartedly. The fear of being hurt for
so many, is too risky, we tried it once or twice and got hurt. Now we dangle
our toes in the tepid pool of existing unwilling to jump in with both feet and
allow the love that lives in the center of it all to wash over us and surround
us in the warm pleasure and security that only love brings. We dance around the
edge of the pool watching others who seem to have great love and harbor feelings
of jealousy and discontent asking ourselves "why can’t I have that?"
The simply answer is "because I am not willing to take the risk".
Instead we live in that "what
if" state of mind. We think of all the things that could go wrong blocking
any opportunity from true love to get in and things to go right. We’ve been
there and gotten hurt there and are unwilling to go there again. Well I can’t have what I am not willing to
open up to. But what if I get hurt again, you say? Then you get hurt is the answer. We even
sabotage our possibilities of having love. We thought we had it once, only to
find out it was a façade of the true existence of love. So we stand back and
watch the world around us continue to flow, one day into another, one more year
of living in fear so afraid to step up and claim what is ours to have for the
asking. We may even have had a taste of it and convinced ourselves we didn’t
deserve it, “good things are never mine for long, and I’m out of this before
someone else has the change to hurt me again”. Love in of itself does not hurt.
Love is gentle and kind it is the
ego-human side of us that causes the pain. We make mistakes, we choose wrong,
we make more mistakes and say to ourselves, see I knew it wouldn’t work, and I
knew I would only end up getting hurt again.
The hurt will heal, the pain will
subside, we will recuperate and live another day. Let us take lessons from the
mistakes. Let those wounds of past loves show us the way to new loves. Allow
ourselves to live fully, wholeheartedly and with great passion. For in the end
love is really all there is, the rest we make up out of the fear of living and
failing.
This is the season we remind ourselves, to love, to give, to make an
effort. Push the fears aside, take the risk, we get one life and it is so worth
the living…