notjustjeff

Can you feel it?

What if love was a physical thing? What if love, like any tangible object, was affected by gravity? That would mean the phrase “falling in love” would have a literal meaning to it. You, me, falling in love, that makes a beautiful picture, doesn’t it?

Too bad it’ll never take the shape of an object. Perhaps that’s a good thing. Perhaps that’s a bad thing. The absence of the physical object of love means that it cannot be shared, it means that you must choose who you give it to, and who you accept it from. On the other side of the spectrum, no matter how much you want to, you cannot freely and completely share your love with those who need it. There will not be enough to go around.

Take a moment and reflect on your ability to love. Tell me, do you feel like you freely share your love with anyone who needs it? In what ways do you do so? Do you feel that your heart has an endless supply of affection, compassion, empathy, or respect?

I question the choices I make everyday. It’s to the point where I constantly second guess myself. I try not to but it has become second nature. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out the cause behind it but still cannot come up with any definitive answer. So I just move on as if it is all normal.