How we crave to be accepted exactly as we are....with our flaws, our strengths, our defects and our perfections......we simply look for others to accept us without any conditions, without us having to put up any farce. Somewhere deep inside of us we look for that so badly, that someone outside of us who makes us feel perfect, makes us feel like the best thing that ever happened despite everything that might be wrong with us...when we find that person we fall in love. For it is through that person that we start accepting and loving each of those flaws of our own, and look at ourselves as perfect with all our imperfections, for it is through that person that we also fall in love with ourselves all over again. This feeling of being loved by another brings such ecstacy and exuberance with it, that suddenly we fall in love with everything around us....suddenly the trees seem greener, people seem nicer, those daily nuisances that bothered us so much seem so much easier to handle, we become more benevolent, more caring and more loving. With love vibrating through each vein of our body, we become more and more open to everything around us. That feeling of "being in love" is the most beautiful thing most of us have experienced. The source of this love, that is the person who loves us may be your little sibling who tells you how much he loves you before you go to sleep, or it may be your friend who reminds you of how special you are despite all the nonsense you have going on in your head, or it may be that special someone who has come in your life and who looks at you with such love that you feel everything about you is right...nothing could have been better.
Love is therefore, where conflict ends, where you are complete, you are perfect being just the way you are and so is everything around you. With no need to change anything about yourself, or others, suddenly everything is beautiful just the way it is.
It is when we are able to extend this love to our own selves by accepting ourselves irrespective of the outside world, that we become one with this love. For accepting ourselves, we must also get in tune with the chords of our own being, with the notes that make us who we are. We need to understand why we behave in ways we do, why we feel things we do, why we get angry at a certain situation or why we don't like certain types of people. We need to know ourselves very well, for which we have to be completely straight with our intentions, our ways... and slowly make peace with the way we are....for in that peace we find acceptance, we find compassion......and in that infinite compassion comes the love for everything around us....and in that love we accomplish what we never thought possible, we get in touch with the energy of the universe......in that love we find the bliss which is ourselves.
Love is therefore, where conflict ends, where you are complete, you are perfect being just the way you are and so is everything around you. With no need to change anything about yourself, or others, suddenly everything is beautiful just the way it is.
It is when we are able to extend this love to our own selves by accepting ourselves irrespective of the outside world, that we become one with this love. For accepting ourselves, we must also get in tune with the chords of our own being, with the notes that make us who we are. We need to understand why we behave in ways we do, why we feel things we do, why we get angry at a certain situation or why we don't like certain types of people. We need to know ourselves very well, for which we have to be completely straight with our intentions, our ways... and slowly make peace with the way we are....for in that peace we find acceptance, we find compassion......and in that infinite compassion comes the love for everything around us....and in that love we accomplish what we never thought possible, we get in touch with the energy of the universe......in that love we find the bliss which is ourselves.
Love
When anger turns to compassion and pride to humility,
When you suddenly feel benevolent and overwhelmed by dignity,
Your heart expands and becomes all encompassing,
You want to give without the need of yourself amassing.
No words give meaning to this feeling so pure,
Love has entered your soul be sure.
It cannot be found in compulsions of the mind,
It cannot be found in the infatuated bind,
It lies hidden in moments, in experiences unknown,
Tucked in a warm blanket or in a toy you’ve outgrown.
You can find it in a mountain, you can find it in the sea,
You can find it when you close your eyes and let yourself just be.
It has a flame that warms your being so lonely and cold,
It gives you the fire to turn wrong to right, in the face of hardships makes you bold.
It can be felt in moments when the ways of the heart we tread,
When rather than the mind, we walk guided by it instead.
When true to ourselves we are each passing day,
It stays with us through all that comes our way.
A happiness that has no reason, a smile that cannot cease,
Through hardships and even struggles we pass with a strange ease.
To nurture it and keep it aflame a task hard to achieve,
For in the wake of the wandering mind, its energy we cannot receive.
Being myself, and only me the only way in it can I dive,
For becoming one with this love so pure, the essence of being alive.
When anger turns to compassion and pride to humility,
When you suddenly feel benevolent and overwhelmed by dignity,
Your heart expands and becomes all encompassing,
You want to give without the need of yourself amassing.
No words give meaning to this feeling so pure,
Love has entered your soul be sure.
It cannot be found in compulsions of the mind,
It cannot be found in the infatuated bind,
It lies hidden in moments, in experiences unknown,
Tucked in a warm blanket or in a toy you’ve outgrown.
You can find it in a mountain, you can find it in the sea,
You can find it when you close your eyes and let yourself just be.
It has a flame that warms your being so lonely and cold,
It gives you the fire to turn wrong to right, in the face of hardships makes you bold.
It can be felt in moments when the ways of the heart we tread,
When rather than the mind, we walk guided by it instead.
When true to ourselves we are each passing day,
It stays with us through all that comes our way.
A happiness that has no reason, a smile that cannot cease,
Through hardships and even struggles we pass with a strange ease.
To nurture it and keep it aflame a task hard to achieve,
For in the wake of the wandering mind, its energy we cannot receive.
Being myself, and only me the only way in it can I dive,
For becoming one with this love so pure, the essence of being alive.
1 comment:
straight to the heart, this 1 is so close and personal Shivs..lubd it..
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