Love and Raisins

So, let’s talk about love, shall we? You know what they say – “Love is a many splendored thing.” Really? Love is like biting into a scrumptious chocolate chip cookie to find out those little dark chunks are raisins. It is sometimes the ultimate disappointment. It can put you in one of those moods where nothing feels right. You feel so inadequate that you are absolutely petrified to make the simplest decision.
 
Okay, so maybe that only describes romantic love, and only applies to a minuscule percentage of those who fall so hopelessly. It does somehow make you take inventory of what is important to you. And maybe, just maybe, that alone is the pot of gold at the end of your rainbow.
 
But “love” means so much more, doesn’t it? It is an assurance of affection, a warm and embracing attachment, enthusiasm, or devotion. It can describe the walking on clouds sensation you feel when you see that newborn baby. Or maybe it is those butterflies in the pit of your stomach as you watch a first grader perform in their very first class play.
 
It does indeed extend to every aspect of our lives. It is how you roll your eyes with the first delicious bite of Grandma’s apple pie. It might be the tingles you feel every time you put on that one special sweater gifted from a best friend. Or even the crunch of excitement when your team pulls off a spectacular win in the last seconds of the game. And it does not have to be human by definition either. The wag of a tail from a furry little passion pit is equally as heart-stopping.
 
But I have come to learn that loving yourself is the most important common denominator of any emotional circus. You know, raisins taste great when you are expecting raisins. It is important to remember that no one, or any one thing, has the power to diminish your worth or make you question your purpose. It is waking up to the realization that we all are one of the seven wonders of the world. And we all should be treasured without a destructive price of admission. The value of love is incalculable.
 
So, back to the impetus for this lesson in love - romance. There is no instruction manual. We all fly by the seat of our pants, right? Even when sparks ignite and chemistry rages, you cannot lose sight of the fact that wanting to sleep with someone is pure lust; love is wanting to wake up with them day after day.
 
As a crusader always in search of a crusade I give everyone who needs it permission to slam-dunk the rules of romance. Find your own path to what makes your heart sing. And whether you forgive those who made you question your worth or not, forgive yourself for falling prey to the art of seduction. It may be an exciting way to search for love, but no excuse to settle without it. Ah, but that is fodder for yet another rant.
 

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