Biffalo_Buff
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- Oct 11, 2007
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Thanks guys, I appreciate your support.
Am just a bit mopesy today.
Hasn't been the best day in that regard. I just really miss him and have been a a tad blue today.
Any idea when I stop feeling love? lol![]()
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Anyway, enough of me being morose....am gonna have a glass of wine and watch a movie
So glad you both had a lovely time....roll on your next meet up eh![]()
Dear minx,
not that you know me or that I have any right to respond to this, but your comment really struck me.
I don't think we ever stop feeling love, even for those who are too stupid or too wounded to recognize it, who refuse our most selfless and beautiful offers of it. Love, real love like that which you apparently dedicated yourself to, is more powerful and more eternal than that.
But Love, in and of itself, is not what makes us sad; Love is not what hurts us, or at least that's what I believe. What causes the pain is not the pure Love but the expectations and trust and dreams we attach to it, and those will indeed eventually fade, especially if you help them along with new sources of hope and new dreams and new nourishment.
The fact that you offered and continue to offer, even at a distance, that sort of pure Love is what will eventually heal the wounds. That Love exists beyond anyone's willingness to receive it or live up to it; it simply is, and its value is not for others but rather for you, for the increased beauty and wisdom of your own soul.
And eventually, that pure form of Love, what's left after all the old hopes have burned away from it, is the gold that empowers us in all our other relationships. Once the externals are burned away, the false hope and betrayal and the pain of disillusionment are all taken off the outside of it, what we have is pure Love, like gold after a refiner's fire. That real Love exists beyond its application to any single person, beyond the moment or the vagaries of fate and deception, and purified by time it is powerful enough that it becomes a cup from which we drink throughout our lives.
I've never believed in "God" per se. But I believe in Love: eternal, immutable, the space between molecules, the heartbeat that informs everything, the true invisible substance from which we are made and into which we will ultimately dissolve.
Again, you don't know me and it's silly for me to leap in and pontificate like this, but your comment really moved me. Thanks for indulging me for a moment.




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