surrender

“To find your true self, you must surrender to it, and the best way to do that is to surrender to another person.” ~ Deepak Chopra

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http://karmakorrupt.tumblr.com/post/241754946/to-find-your-true-self-you-must-surrender-to-it

Love you can visit any time.

LOVE decides to visit you without asking for your permission, but when does LOVE ever ask if you would like to have IT for a visit? Its like that friend/family member that usually just shows up and expects you to open your doors and take them in even if you don’t feel like having company or entertaining anyone. Love just comes on in and makes itself at home, actually taking over changing things around without your permission, and when you want to say something or intervene in LOVE’S activity in your house you feel intimidated and lost for words or somehow LOVE convinces you that what it has done is perfectly alright and tells you not to worry and feeds you some its potion that it cooked up in your kitchen and it taste really good so you eat and feel at ease; and all those worries and concerns you have about LOVE taking over in your house cease.  Then it gets to the point where you stop worrying about LOVE being in your house taking over  things like it has co-ownership you even start saying to LOVE “ whats mine is yours so feel at home”. You get accustomed to LOVE you are entertained by LOVE and you start to enjoy how LOVE has made your house look and feel, you like how different things have become. You find yourself at one with LOVE.

Then one day you wake up and LOVE has decided to pack up all its belonging and you find your house empty. All the things you had before LOVE came to visit are either old and don’t feel right or were thrown out in the trash by LOVE because it didn’t fit with the change that LOVE made.

So  LOVE has left, to continue on its journey like the nomad it is. You feel lost, empty, sad, and not sure what to do.  So you find yourself making phone calls to people who knew LOVE and who knows LOVE, they tell you either they have seen LOVE or not, but they are not much of help. You may even get in contact with LOVE and plead for it to come back home, or ask why did it leave and it responds in a way that you can’t comprehend.

You start to saying all kinds of things to yourself

1. “ LOVE only used me, to get what it wanted”
2. “LOVE never cared about me, LOVE don’t love nobody but itself”
3. “ I should have told LOVE to leave when it first came to visit”
4. “How can LOVE be so cruel? Was that even LOVE or an impersonator? “
5. “I will never let LOVE come to my house again how could I be such a fool”
6. “ LOVE is too expensive, now I got to start all over again it threw away all my old things and then packed up and left me empty”

You go through all kinds of emotions.  You feel sick, sad, depressed, angry, frustrated, numb, and foreign to yourself, you might not even know who you are anymore, you gain weight loose weight morph into an alien.

As time passes by and the tears start to dry, you find yourself redecorating your home again things are starting to look and feel nice.  You start to feel at home in your house you start to remember the good times you had with LOVE and you feel privileged to have experienced the time spent with LOVE and you are thankful that LOVE came and cleared out the old stuff and changed things around.

One day the phone rings its LOVE on the line. The connection sounds clear and you want to tell LOVE you can now comprehend why it had to leave.

LOVE: How are you doing?

YOU: I’m doing fine, how about you?

Love: Lovely as always

YOU: Its been a while

LOVE: Yes, I’m in town and I was wondering if it was ok if I came by?

YOU:  Sure you’re always welcomed in my house.

By Bright Light Warrior Nika

This story was inspired by:

Keeping open to love @ Paulo Coelho’s Blog

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breaking all the rules! setting myself free

not settling for mediocre

Twittered by Paulo Coelho 9/11/2009