posted on Nov, 14 2009 @ 12:34 AM
reply to post by bvproductions
I've always known love is the answer. It's so corny and cliche that I don't say it much anymore. But, since I was a kid before memories I was
this way. My mother told me that when I was two years old visiting my grandparents in Austria, I would pick flowers and give them to various people
in the park. It lightened their burden, warmed them, and made them smile. That's all I wanted.
Growing up I still believed that as I studied religion and ran up against competition for the minister-in-training. All I wanted were answers and was
told I understood things from a deeper reality than others who were threatened by me. I just couldn't grasp why people were so mean to each
Studying spirituality and metaphysics helped a lot, and science with quantum and chaos theory somehow supported my original belief.
Depression and anxiety have follows me as I hardened and learned to make my way through life. But even at this age, that is, to me, the essence -
love. If we truly loved one another, our differences would be subjects of interesting study, not reasons to fight wars.
My essence is still love, deep inside me. I've release it as compassion and empathy in my job for 20 years, and my clients have told me so many
beautiful and horrible stories.
Yeah, yeah, yeah to all the skeptics. I know that territory too - wanting to believe in love but being terrified of it at the same time.
I still give flowers to strangers, just not with the innocence of a child. Sometimes all the love someone needs is a nod of acknowledgment in a
store, opening the door for them, listening. It's very easy from the heart and difficult from the street-smart adult.
Love is the answer.