As loving as I have been, or as romantic and sensual, the gift of love has not always been apparent in my life through the presence of a stable, loving partner.
Sure, I’ve had loving friends and pets, colleagues and encounters, but to have love show up in ways through the medium of true love from another is something that has felt missing.
Finding and feeling a true connection, a deep and lasting one, can be fraught with challenges when you are acutely aware of and faced with your own rising patterns that keep your small or hold you back.
Each of us in the constellation of patterns we run seeks to be the best we can be however that plays out. And what presents as an issue for some bears no issue for another.
Love takes many forms and sometimes the love we feel is unrequited and unmet in ways our mind expects or wishes. It, too, is helpful and instructional, providing a means to safely feel nurtured by our own loving thoughts and feelings while noticing how we may be only ready to love the image of another or sabotage ourselves by loving that which cannot or is incapable of returning that love.
Overcoming past hurt, and trusting in love, is a process that many undergo and the time it takes is uncertain as it is unknown. Love is always there, even if it seems distant to us or us isolated from it.
Without guarantees, all we can truly do is find ways to love ourselves, this moment and the journey while trusting that, like water that runs to the ocean, we, on some level, in ways seen and unseen, known and unknown, are returning to the heart of ourselves in small and significant ways daily.
I am always moved by the words of Ram Dass who said, “We’re walking each other home.”
Wishing you beauty and bounty on your long walk to freedom.