I coordinated this walk with Marsha’s Always Write blog and her “Writer’s Quotes Wednesday Writing Challenge” (WQWWC). Here is her post. I invite everyone to return throughout the week because those who accept the challenge will pingback or list it in the comments. Also, feel free to accept her challenge.
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I like walking on the beach. It is good for the mind, body, and soul – a refreshing on my feet.
I always start and end these walks with the same phrase. “Like” is the first important verb, but I could use “love” instead. Not only is love a stronger emotion than like, love may be one of the strongest human emotions.
Love is a complicated word – a word having many meanings in English. Love is a word that other languages use multiple words signifying different contexts of love. For instance, Philia, Eros, Xenia, and Agape in Greek are all love in English – but used differently. After all, we have a different love for parents, siblings, family, pets, places, friends, lovers, and activities we enjoy. At least the Greeks have multiple words for different meanings.
Love is something everyone desires, but some people don’t know the meaning of love, how to love, or willing to accept love.
Love is not supernatural – but rather an all-consuming natural instinct-driven from a place deep within our brain. Love can be an addiction, but love is not about control and possession.
For lasting love, we initially look to temperament, outside mannerisms, appearance, and personality. Some want intellect – others want physical beauty to serve as eye candy by their side. Niceness, trust, honesty, and sincerity eventually come into play. To some, so does generosity and empathy.
Love resides in the brain, even though we say the heart – yet we feel love from head to fingers, toes, and everything in between.
Love will keep us together and make one go crazy. After all, love is a wild card that is blind and defiles the rules while attacking the entire body. So when the heartbreaks, we feel pain throughout the body. Not a physical pain – but one of a conflict between body chemistry and the brain.
Love is accidental, intentional, and uncontrollable – even an addiction. Yet, love can grow, mature, and sustain without limits. We can fall in love and fall out of love – but which is easier? But if love is the answer, what is the question?
Whereas lust and attraction are temporary, transforming them into love is an adventurous process involving many emotions and obstacles along the way and without a guarantee.
Love is fiery and calm; deep but never shallow. Love is free, a promise, ravenous, tolerance, acceptance, respect, interactive, exhaustive, then inexhaustible, endless, ultimate expression, sensual, emotional, intellectual, and imaginative. In the end, love is just love – but the question is, to what heights will it rise?
Love may start with the tease of a Cha-Cha, deliver a message in a Rumba, grow with a smooth Waltz, raise the temperature in Tango, then culminate with the sensual Bolero.
Love is a work of art – a personal canvas to be jointly painted with one brush – a challenging collaboration of patience and shared goals requiring effort, critical thinking, problem-solving, and give-and-take discussions.
Love is a journey of continuous discovery with many intertwined paths meandering through life. The paths of love involve patience, trust, hope, and commitment. The paths of love involve kindness, compassion, generosity, affection, helping, and sharing. The paths of love involve obstacles and the forbidden – egos, selfishness, and vanity – safety, dependability, and reliability.
Love is the notes on a page of a Rachmaninoff symphony the conductor is ready to lead. The excited and anxious anticipation of the first note, but without knowledge of the music ahead. Love is like the music transforming the listener in the audience to become part of the orchestra’s music.
Love is a bare tree in the spring full of buds and a bunch of flowers ready to bloom. Love is a beautiful rose – a visual feast with sweet fragrance – yet beware of the thorn.
Love holds people together during happy times and the sad – times of successes and failures – times of being together and being apart.
Love touches everything in us. Love is like the water of the sea – fluid – an emotion flowing between entities. Love is an encompassing need embedded within to keep us together. Love is the key component in the evolution of a relationship. Such powerful stuff for something that is blind.
Love is always thinking of someone, a look of the eyes, a pounding heart, the rushing blood, the light strokes of fingers, and lips touching – all delivering to the body a special glow. Love is a powerful experience that is biologically-linked to pain – so I wonder: Why do opposites attract?
Love is a tempest – just ask Romeo and Juliet, Antony and Cleopatra, Lancelot and Guinevere, Rhett and Scarlet, Adonis and Venus, and many more. But can anyone say which is easier: Falling in love or falling out of love?
True love may find us when we least expect it – at the least expected time, place, and circumstance. Although technology brings people together, individuals still determine the standards and decisions for love. The question is how, where, and when we will find someone we understand and who understands us.
Other than romantic, love has many meanings. There is a love for music, food, places, art, activities, friends, the night sky, a campfire, and just a single rose. We find love in many personal actions; such as care, respect, patience, trust, and sympathy – in friends embracing after a long separation. Love is also a soft spot, a penchant, and an appreciation for something, someplace, or someone.
Love is complicated, and I know there is still more to say – and the beach here is long. Although love is the wind, waves, sun, and sand, it is time to end these lovely thoughts to let my mind cool. After all, I like walking on the beach because it is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.
See what other bloggers have written about love
- Love, Sweet Love (story and poem by a visitor here)
- My Love (poem)
- Colors of Love (photos and essay by a visitor here)
- Our Love… (poem)
- My First Love (story)
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