Anne Smith :: Blog for March 2016
"Alone from night to night you'll find me
I find myself reflecting on this song, and the fact that so many songs about love involve metaphors for suffering, being a slave to someone, or at the very least, feeling torn up and confused- and that naturally, the depth of one's suffering only serves to qualify how great that love is, or was. And if that love is or was really, really, really great, and you have "lost", you are somehow entitled to carry that anger and hurt like a badge of honor for as long as you choose, comparing every subsequent person who crosses your path to the love you lost, and coming up short.
For an excellent neurological explanation of what in hell is going on in your brain when your heart hurts:
There, now! That explains it! Reading "How Heartbreak Affects Your Health" from a detached point of view is interesting and informative. Living it of course, is not as entertaining. I can tell you that heartbreak in me causes insomnia and a very real and painful pressure in my chest. Still, that makes me want to understand love even more; and the more I chase the meaning, the more it evades me. When was the last time you risked saying "I love you" to someone?
How do you use the word "love"? Do you reserve it only for a very few people? Do you sprinkle it over your conversations like rainbow sprinkles on a cupcake? How can someone so easily say, "I love that "…(flavor, car, TV show, song, dress, etc.), and be so loathe to tell someone "I love you"? Is love something that you divide into categories, as C.S.Lewis attempted to do in his controversial work, "The Four Loves" ? Lewis maintained that love could be: Need-Love (mother-child); Affectionate (platonic friendships, family) Erotic (sexual/romantic toward a specific person) and Universal-Agape (an unconditional and highly evolved state which embodies the example of Christ). How can we reconcile so many viewpoints? Are we supposed to develop and cultivate love through each of those four categories as we mature? When was the last time you risked saying "I love you" to someone?
Anyhow, with Spring just around the corner, love springs eternal. All of us, whether we will admit it or not, will feel the stirring, the quickening, of life as it awakens from a long winter. And with that will come a renewed optimism and desire to connect in deeper ways. My friends, use the gentle momentum of Spring to carry your deepest words out of your hearts and into the ears of those who need to hear them.
I am in my second week of working as an Activities and Recreation Coordinator for an assisted care complex in Boca Raton. I am conscious of the diversity of impressive backgrounds of the residents; retired engineers, attorneys, artists, writers, musicians, doctors…the list goes on. Dementia is a common affliction here. I am reminded everyday of how fragile and vulnerable human beings really are, yet as I get to know the people with whom I work and play, I am inspired to make every day matter, because it will be forgotten in the blur of large print calendars, medications, afternoon naps and bus trips to Publix.
Love will never be forgotten. I wish for all of us many opportunities to express our Love in all its forms, and to experience Love, returned.
Until Next Time xoxoxo
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