Love is at first not anything that means merging, giving over and uniting with another (...), it is a high inducement to the individual to ripen, to become world, to become world for himself for another's sake.
~Rainer Maria Rilke
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How to fall in love
From here:
1. Find a complete stranger.
2. Reveal to each other intimate details about your lives for half an hour.
3. Then, stare deeply into each other’s eyes without talking for four minutes.
York psychologist, Professor Arthur Arun, has been studying why people fall in love.
He asked his subjects to carry out the above 3 steps and found that many of his couples felt deeply attracted after the 34 minute experiment. Two of his subjects later got married.
Makes it sound so easy.
1. Find a complete stranger.
2. Reveal to each other intimate details about your lives for half an hour.
3. Then, stare deeply into each other’s eyes without talking for four minutes.
York psychologist, Professor Arthur Arun, has been studying why people fall in love.
He asked his subjects to carry out the above 3 steps and found that many of his couples felt deeply attracted after the 34 minute experiment. Two of his subjects later got married.
Makes it sound so easy.
I’m on a dating hiatus, but I’ve always been a hopeless romantic and a big believer in love. My downfall, if it should be called that, is that I have always struggled with differentiating between a nice person, and the right person. Generally, when I meet someone I like, I start dating them immediately – only to realize later that while I love them as friends, we aren’t a perfect match. The down fall is that instead of getting “better at dating”, I only get more disillusioned, and with each failed attempt the absence of True Love is felt all the more strongly.
The reason I am pulling back from the dating world is because I need to figure out what the difference between "nice" and “right” is, and where I should draw the line. Ironically, I expect I will be more focused on love now that I am stepping away from it. I hope the outcome of this experiment will be a wiser, stronger me with the faith and patience to wait for Mr. Right.
The reason I am pulling back from the dating world is because I need to figure out what the difference between "nice" and “right” is, and where I should draw the line. Ironically, I expect I will be more focused on love now that I am stepping away from it. I hope the outcome of this experiment will be a wiser, stronger me with the faith and patience to wait for Mr. Right.
I am a very different person from who I was last year. While I still believe in love, I advance with a new sense of caution. There was a time in my life when my need to believe in it precipitated feelings for people too quickly, and mostly in a very "smoke and mirrors" way. I created my own version of relationships which had little to do with reality but was thick with the magic of romance. Looking back I realize that not only did I cheat myself out of true emotions, but that in the process I hurt many of those I cared the most about by beckoning them into my dream of love.
I can't take those actions back, but I can say that I have changed. It's almost as if my eyes have opened and I feel capable of waiting for what I've pretended at for so long.
I can't take those actions back, but I can say that I have changed. It's almost as if my eyes have opened and I feel capable of waiting for what I've pretended at for so long.
NO OTHER KIND OF LIGHT
Find that flame, that existence,
That wonderful Man
Who can burn beneath the water.
No other kind of light
will cook the food you
Need
~Hafiz
That wonderful Man
Who can burn beneath the water.
No other kind of light
will cook the food you
Need
~Hafiz
Face au monde; seule.
Je poses la question: “Est-il la, est-il pres, mon prince charmant?”
Et l’Univers me reponds: “Non, maintenant tu dois passer l’epreuve de la solitude.”
Et l’Univers me reponds: “Non, maintenant tu dois passer l’epreuve de la solitude.”
My last romance ended, but I have no regrets. I loved with abandon and it was wonderful. Not once, until it was glaring me in the face did I allow doubt to set in. It was a brilliant affair of the heart. The kind that whoops you up, flips and turns you and paints an indelible smile on your lips.
Gracias por todo.
Gracias por todo.
"Soul mates are brought together for a reason. All their lives they have been preparing for each other. When they look back at different times in their lives they will see a new purpose to actions they have taken. Their lives take on a sense of oneness equaled by no other. Oneness of purpose, ambition, and love which can be a beacon to others along their spiritual paths." ~Edgar Cayce
Prayer
I prayed for a perfect love. Nothing else. And I asked the Lord to give me strength to recognize him.
That is when you walked in to my life.
That is when you walked in to my life.
So have I ever really loved? Without controlling the falling? It seems I advance in the light, knowing where I can put my foot down, and almost, how long the road will be.
The last time I fell blindly was when? Was it ever? Yes. Once. And the result was the sharpest pain of my life. So that is why I never fall in love but always choose and orchestrate it.
In a way after breaking my heart, the first time also cost me my belief in love.
The last time I fell blindly was when? Was it ever? Yes. Once. And the result was the sharpest pain of my life. So that is why I never fall in love but always choose and orchestrate it.
In a way after breaking my heart, the first time also cost me my belief in love.
Loves
Each time I have lived something different. Falling in love, for me, is akin to growth, to forward motion. My type? I doubt I have one. The one prerequisite is an openness in which I can lay my soul for a while, a heart that will love me while I try my new self out for size. I suppose the one common thread has been me.
I re-read a few of my old journals, the ones I always start at the beginning of a new affair, and put away, mostly blank a few weeks later when the heady experience has mellowed. At every start, I saw the same dear qualities in all my men. I wanted them because I felt they accepted me wholly, because they did not judge me or try to define me, because they loved me and desired me. In hindsight, I realize most of this was illusion.
So what did I love? I think that because I wanted to love so much, I entered each new story with such amorous vigor and imagination that I must have been slightly overwhelming, and because I absolutely believed in their perfection, I gave all of myself without restraint. In the end, they probably did not understand me enough to show it, and I accepted the muteness as proof of their loves infallibility.
And then, there were the changes I allowed myself to make to diminish resistance, to blend into their lives. The little lies I lived to grow into their hearts. I wore masks over myself to minimize the chances of them rejecting me. It is not as if I regret any of those new personalities I adopted. Far from. I believe I chose each of my loves because I wanted to live my life for a while as the person they inspired. It helped me understand myself a little more.
One day I remember making a wish to live many lives, have many different experiences – and I do believe my style of loving gives me that chance. Of course, it means that I have to move on, and every time I outgrow my experience, I bid my farewells, and rarely look back. I grow through my heart, and for that I thank all of my loves.
I re-read a few of my old journals, the ones I always start at the beginning of a new affair, and put away, mostly blank a few weeks later when the heady experience has mellowed. At every start, I saw the same dear qualities in all my men. I wanted them because I felt they accepted me wholly, because they did not judge me or try to define me, because they loved me and desired me. In hindsight, I realize most of this was illusion.
So what did I love? I think that because I wanted to love so much, I entered each new story with such amorous vigor and imagination that I must have been slightly overwhelming, and because I absolutely believed in their perfection, I gave all of myself without restraint. In the end, they probably did not understand me enough to show it, and I accepted the muteness as proof of their loves infallibility.
And then, there were the changes I allowed myself to make to diminish resistance, to blend into their lives. The little lies I lived to grow into their hearts. I wore masks over myself to minimize the chances of them rejecting me. It is not as if I regret any of those new personalities I adopted. Far from. I believe I chose each of my loves because I wanted to live my life for a while as the person they inspired. It helped me understand myself a little more.
One day I remember making a wish to live many lives, have many different experiences – and I do believe my style of loving gives me that chance. Of course, it means that I have to move on, and every time I outgrow my experience, I bid my farewells, and rarely look back. I grow through my heart, and for that I thank all of my loves.
Your Love Element Is Water |
 You attract others with courage and confidence.Your flirting style is defined by your flexibility and ability to adapt. Nurturing and shared learning are the cornerstones of your love life.And while you may jump in to love too quickly, you always come out the wiser for it. You connect best with: Metal Avoid: Earth You And another Water element: will pull each other down into a dark place |
What Element Is Your Love?
"New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire." ~Almasy, The English Patient
Almásy: When were you most happy? Katharine Clifton: Now. Almásy: When were you least happy? Katharine Clifton: Now.
"Knowing love, I can allow all things to come and go, to be as supple as the wind and to face all things with great courage. My heart is a open as the sky." ~Maya, Kama Sutra: A Tale of Love
After my first hearbreak, many years ago, I promised myself I would live by these words and welcome all the magic life had already given me a taste of. Unfortunately, fear got the best of me, and insted of opening my heart I shut it and hid the key somewhere very dark and deep. Learning to "be as supple as the wind" takes great courage indeed. But if I remember correctly, it is infinately worth the risk.
After my first hearbreak, many years ago, I promised myself I would live by these words and welcome all the magic life had already given me a taste of. Unfortunately, fear got the best of me, and insted of opening my heart I shut it and hid the key somewhere very dark and deep. Learning to "be as supple as the wind" takes great courage indeed. But if I remember correctly, it is infinately worth the risk.
Drown in Love
If you drown in Love, you will taste eternity;
In reason alone, you forsake true life.
Taste the strangeness of this wine!
Love's intoxication is the path to sobriety.
-'Ayn al-Qudat Hamadani
In reason alone, you forsake true life.
Taste the strangeness of this wine!
Love's intoxication is the path to sobriety.
-'Ayn al-Qudat Hamadani
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