love

note:- i am not the writer for this post, i just happen to stumble upon these few responses on love, felt i needed to share them

Measuring Love is confining it
into one dimension, space
I searched everywhere to find it
but it was all along in one place.
Inside myself
beyond measure
was a treasure
Love at any weather
sun or rain
you can always try to measure
but it will be in vain

Love and Gratitude
Annie

Life is such a mystery, filled with magic and pain , destiny is a playful bitch, feeding us with mercy and disgrace, making us addicted and crave for more, leading us in wrong directions dominated by our emotions and grief just to make us learn the hard way and push us gently – sometimes just in time – into the right path.

…Nonsense. Nonsense?

Six weeks ago my biggest ambition was to push my carrier, inspired by my placement at a fashion company, and start my own fashion blog. I already wrote three, which were hardly recognized, I could barely ( and probably still can’t) compete with the competition and did not expect any miracles within the next months, but all that did not stop me from being enthusiastic and positive in pursuing my dream, because at the time I would reach my goal I would be fulfilled…that’s what I thought.

And then the 30 Seconds came along.

Six weeks later , somebody came across my little amateur blog and asked me to write a trial for her website. Awesome. So where is that tingly happy feeling everybody praises so hard that you are supposed to get after achieving a tiny bit of success?

My mind is on stand-by, my ideas gone and the display in front of me simply blank. My inspiration faded away and took a different turn….and so did my seeking for fulfilment.

That is why I decided to dedicate the very first thing I ever write, no matter if its ever going to be read by anyone or not, to what really matters in life, that inspires me, that reminds me that I am human, that kills me and keeps me alive and that makes me conscious of every single breath I take….

…Love !

Today I read a comment that said “ Love is life – and we can not say No to life”. That sentence made me smile. A sad smile. Of course one can say No to life, because life is in our hands only, no one else can decide except for us. You can either move on or let go. And then hope for a new try with a small part of your old soul. No one can tell you what is right or wrong.

I always asked myself what love actually means… towards my family, my friends, a man… what does actually define real love ? If you love others more than yourself, if you sacrifice yourself for someone, if you give up your life and use all your energy to strengthen others, if you live to make those you love happy ?

Yesterday I had a talk with my father, a man with a free spirit who taught me all my life to not look at differences in races and just focus on the human being. Suddenly this man, gave me a long list of cultures I should not consider a relationship with because it would not be accepted by the society – my friends, my brother, my aunts and uncles, my cousins and acquaintances . Really? So I have to limit my preferences for my future partner and tailor it into “ perfect culture, perfect education, perfect family background and perfect race” ?

Therefore, in order to LOVE someone, to FIND love you have to satisfy also those who you love as well, your family! Everybody needs to be happy, no one shall be hurt, and then at last you can be happy yourself? Is this real happiness? Only if you go last, it is real love? No wonder people seek for carrier, money and status if that is everyone’s perception of love. No wonder we keep on seeking for happiness and satisfaction in other directions and die unfulfilled. People who read this would sigh and say : “ Yes it is unfair, life is unfair, but we need to accept it”.

Life is fair. Life is unfair. Life just is. Its is easy to blame ungracious life and destiny for your misery or praise it in good times. What if you love every single moment of your life and fight for love?

According to my father I can DECIDE who to fall in love with.

Thinking about his words, I have to smile. Because I know that if his words were true, and one could really decide…why did he “decide” for my mother and not for an Iranian woman instead? Because he had no choice. Love knows no choice.

I almost envy those who have the courage to live and love life as it crosses their way, who jump over obstacles, who welcome pleasant und unpleasant occasions in their life, who are strong enough to take risks and who are brave enough to look love right in the eyes when she finally shows up, with no “but” with no doubt and with no giving up, ready to take up and downs, no matter how hard it seems to be achieved .

I believe that Love can not be learned , emerge or be found. I believe that love finds you , and once it crosses your way you feel the incredible connection like never before. I also believe that love only meets you once, some people might ignore it, some let it go, some are blind, some get scared and think they are not ready, some think it is not worth the hassle , some do not have the courage to pursue it because they only see the obstacles and some find it simply impossible. I do believe that an other person can cross your way, that matches you somehow, that you could spend your life with . But it is not the same as this one time you meet real love. The moment your body will die yo u will remember it. A once in a life time opportunity. Now or Never.

Love of your family is essential, but finding your real love is eternal.

I do not mean to take the love of my family for granted. I learned during my time at the orphanage in India that love of your family is not a given. I do love my family deeply, and often I find myself creating my life based on satisfying their needs and happiness. The pressure of not being selfish, of being grateful , of being a good daughter, sister, representative of my family and cultures leads me into directions my heart would never chose for. Loving your family is beautiful and should always remain, but at the end of the day your life belongs to you and it should be your goal to strive for own happiness, live your life the way it fulfils you and love. Just simply love. The people who love you are happy when they see you happy. And you are happy when you see them happy. Sounds easy right? Things seem hard, impossible, unattainable at first… but once you try and fight for it and look back… you see how simple it was. Difficulties are created by our thoughts. Thoughts create things.

‘Ask yourself if you give yourself fully or if you flee from your emotions, but do not ask yourself if your love is big enough, because love is neither big nor small, it is simply love.‘You cannot measure a feeling the way you measure a road.‘If you do that, you will start comparing your love with what others tell you of theirs or with your own expectations of love.‘That way, you will always be listening to some story, rather than pushing your emotions to their limits.’ – P.C

For now, I want to walk through my life with open eyes, see things through my own eyes, let go of limitations and discover the essential.. with my heart!

Let yourself free , have a deep look into your heart and follow your senses, you do not owe anyone anything except for yourself… until THE 30 seconds will hit you.

… Daliah