Love or Infatuation?

Is it true love or is it a short lived infatuation? Only time will tell – so make sure to give it enough time, before you fully surrender to anyone. Get to know the person you’re dancing with – give it a 6 months or so, to know…

“Artist, poets, musicians, writers, we all need our muses. You are my secret muse, who inspires me on this journey.”

I speak a few different languages so I’m more likely to notice subtle nuances in various expressions.

English, although currently the most widely spoken language worldwide, isn’t always the most suitable and accurate when describing certain expressions.

An example that strikes me over and over again is the term “falling in love“. To my mind, it just doesn’t make sense, it’s a contradiction in terms.

Ahhh, silly girl… love is love. And words,… what does it matter when it comes to love? Which means I could stop right now. However, to satisfy my mind, to spill it all out, I will go on…

Spanish: enamorarse
Italian: innamorarsi
Slovenian, Croatian, Serbian: zaljubiti se
German: verlieben
Russian: vlyublyat’sya

English – fall in love “What?” Can’t we coin a better word, such as “to enlove myself with you”?
Same goes for French: tomber amoureux.

How can I fall in love when it is love that gives me wings to fly, to rise above?
How can I say fall when my whole being starts throbbing, my heart starts fluttering, my spirit flying, my beingness gets exalted?

I don’t think I have fallen anywhere, unless I got clumsy when intoxicated with love and tripped over a stump. Or that moment, when without any hesitation I become willing to fall in bed with you, so we can both surrender and become the cosmic dancers, indulging in affairs of love.

Have you ever experienced that feeling when you’re drawn towards someone, who happens to be a compatible catalyst for you to experience something. Some strange magnetism happens and at the time, you don’t know what it is. Is it the universe showing you the way, or nature exercising her rein? Is it love or infatuation driven by carnal desires? It happens, and you can’t even think, you’re swept off your feet, blinded, and have no ideas what’s going on.

Like our stories, that intertwined at some point in our lives. I would respond differently had I seen what I see today, had I been wiser. But that was not an option, due to my own shortcomings and blind spots. Experiencing is how I learn and grow to be, to be able to choose the path that is more divine in nature. I accept – past, present, and future – and I move on, more self-realized.

So, when you think you have suddenly “fallen in love”, take a few moments and think twice. If only you can. There’s a good chance nature is trying to lure you in her web of illusion. One can easily get swayed; in fact, many do.

There are many beautiful love stories out there, full of wonderful inspiring relationships. But, there are also examples when falling in love becomes a quest, an obsession, turning into a need of possession, due to innermost insecurities of the conquistador. Trying to compensate for something you think you might have once lost, and wanting to have that again. If anything comes out of it, it often leads to an unhealthy relationship and unhappy marriage.

Have you ever tried catching a fish with your bare hands? The tighter you squeeze that slippery, freedom loving fish, the faster it will slip away. You may even try to fool a fish with a hand-tied fly, only to realize it was never yours to behold. You’re better off letting it go. One day, the fish may simply come to you, on its own. That day when you become patient and humble enough to surrender.

Don’t be fooled by thinking you can gain access to that perpetual abundant flow, the sweetness that is unlike anything else you have ever tasted, by clinging to someone you think you have ‘fallen in love’ with. Many have tried, over and over again, with no long-lasting success, only to end up tasting the bitterness of misery. Or better – by realizing the truth. Both ways are possible.

The miserable lot – they usually get all crippled, shriveled up like old prunes, and scared to open their hearts and love again, thinking “c’est no possible.” Life turns into a drama. They might have watched too many TV shows, got obsessed with nonsensical scripted love stories, and read too many romance novels that mostly sell infatuation. Maybe they had poor examples to aspire to, while growing up. Or they ended up experiencing too many unpleasant events in their childhood, not feeling they too were loved, and their little big hearts got hurt. They got lost on their way. Everything’s possible.

Despite all our exclusive promises we make to someone, love remains nonexclusive. You cannot know who will kindle your spark next, and when it will happen again. So, when it happens again, don’t be shy and deny it; also don’t feel guilty about it. Acknowledge it and be grateful, even if you choose to say and do nothing, but smile.

When you see a beautiful flower, when it moves you from within – you can admire that flower, you can smell it – you don’t have to pick it. Enjoy her essence, let it be, thank the universe for the precious gift you have received, and smile again. Whatever your choice, strive to be the noble version of your self. Show your inner most respect to the feminine in all its forms on Earth – respect Shakti. Try your best not to abuse the sacred life giving power, only to satisfy your selfish desires that offer momentary satisfaction.

Perhaps, just perhaps the person who coined the term “falling in love” had one, or a few unpleasant experiences. I’m only speculating.

Apart from “falling in order to rise”, there is no such thing as “falling” in love. We rise in love. We merge, we fuse in love, we surrender to love, we soak in love, we lose ourselves to love, we become love.

Love is everywhere, like the air, overflowing in abundance, available to us all, to reach, to connect, to quench our inexhaustible thirst. You don’t always need another human being to feel love. Sure, it alters the experience, but there are so many venues and expressions where you can taste love. Even on your own, within. Love makes this world go round. It’s woven in the very fabric of existence.

When you go out for a walk, in nature, do you ever hear and notice bees buzzing in a flower? Have you ever seen their crazy dance, getting all intoxicated, and totally blissed out? Next time you notice, make sure you don’t disturb them; they get very pissed off if you do. 😇

I hope you realized by now that you can not attain love. Love is unattainable because it has always been there. You knew that, when you were a little child, but got distracted and sidetracked as you were growing up. Buzz, buzz, it’s time to wake up; so you can fall – only to rise again. Sun plays this game all the time – or so it appears.

Love binds us all. You, me, the bees, and the flowers. Without love, there’s no life. Without life, there is no love. Loving life is living love, because you have a heart that beats inside your chest. And for as long as you sense that beat, you are the embodiment of love and life itself.

Your body can fall when your heart beats no more, but your spirit will rise, with all your love, showering the whole existence. Blessing all that has ever been, all there is, and all that is yet to be.

Isn’t that sweet, beloved one… A fresh perspective that hopefully, tingles your subatomic particles. I smile and I thank the universe for having me, for showing me the way.

I got inspired to weave this piece together with a taste of my own love affair with life. From many different perspectives and state of beingness. Finally, it feels nice. 😊

I came to understand why it is said “Fall in Love” – because it’s true. I have fallen in love, too many times, instead of staying in love, binge in love, rising in love and most importantly, staying there – permanently. It’s ok, I accept my shortcomings and I have learned my lesson… (6th August 2022)

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