What if your only “job” was to give and receive love?
I have been asking myself this question over the past few days. Confronting myself, if you will, about the idea of how important/central do I see the idea of love in my life.
Please don’t misunderstand me. I am not talking about wandering around aimlessly and allowing anything/everything to be done to you, so you can define yourself as “loving”.
Love is not weak. A flower blossom can be noticed and seen as beautiful only because it has a strong stem to support it.
We would all do well to remember that.
Our love is most beautiful and potent when it is supported by a strong stem of self-awareness and compassion.
Instead what I am writing about is how I say I long for a life of love, yet how often am I truly engaged in the giving or receiving of this love?
To test this idea, I have been observing myself. The other morning, I was at the computer. My husband came over to hug and kiss me before leaving. Was I open to receiving this act of love? Honestly, not really. You know, I was BUSY.
The other evening, we had spent a day shopping. We were sitting on the couch eating some nachos. Do you know that in the years before I married, I LONGED for someone to sit on the couch and eat nachos with? I longed for that coziness and that comfortable-ness to eat messy foods together and be relaxed.
Yet on this night, I was worried about other things. My mind was a whirl. There was love in the room, I simply didn’t notice it.
And then there have been the phone calls to make. I needed to catch up with some people and I already felt too busy. I had to stop myself and say, “Kim, what are you thinking? This call can be an act of love. If the only thing you need to do today is give and receive love, then simply do it.”
I have liked my awareness and approach over the past several days. I have noticed love is all around me in my acts and in the acts of others towards me. I have simply been too busy planning, preparing, making an agenda for when such expressions were “right” and “convenient” and so on.
We are not meant to live our lives working “towards” a time and place for love. We are not meant to cross everything off our agenda lists, so then we can be open to receiving love or have a little time and energy left over to give some love.
The ability to give and receive love only happens in this moment, and that moment is always now.
I am changing my art around some. I work in pastels which are inherently messy, leaving pigment trails everywhere. Lately, I am pressing paper into these pigment bits and seeing the design, shape that emerges from the dust. I then fill it in.
I like this image which presented itself.