November 1, 2012

• Hello November

  

  By some mischief of fate, we might only fall in love once. You know, that one great love old folks refer to. Many lovers may get into our lives, but there is only one person with that one smile, one kiss, one hug and one moment, that our hearts will never replace. That person, usually but sadly, is the one that got away. That’s why, after all the chips are down, we know, just know, that we’ll never fall in love that way again.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  The say people come and go. But the truth is, no one really disappears from your life. People never really leave, their roles just change.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours – it is an amazing journey – and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Somewhere, someone knows the words to the song that you sing.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Love taught me I could have feelings that I never felt before. Losing taught me to hold onto something good if I find it. Living taught me to never regret anything because at that very moment, it seemed right.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  You’re gonna lose me, if you don’t choose me.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Smile like you’ve got nothing to prove. No matter what you might do, there’s always someone out there cooler than you. I know that’s hard to believe but there are people you meet, they’re into something that is too big to be. Expressed through their clothes and they’ll put up with all the poses you’ll throw. And you won’t even know that they’re not sizing you up. They know your mom fucked you up or maybe let you watch too much TV. But they’ll still look in your eyes to find the human inside. You know there’s always something in there to see beneath the veneer, not everybody made the list this year. Have a beer! Make me feel tiny if it makes you feel tall, but there’s always someone cooler than you.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  When you have reached the point where you no longer expect a response, you will at last be able to give in such a way that the other is able to receive and be grateful. When love has matured and through a dissolution of the self into light, become a radiance, then the lover will be liberated from dependence upon the beloved and the beloved also be made perfect by being liberated from the lover.

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

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