Faces of Love

Love has many voices, many disguises,
many illusions

When diluted
Love is jealous, resentful, insecure
Love is manipulative, judgmental
Love is demanding of proof
Love seeks validation, recognition, reward
Love is childish, selfish, wanting, diminishing
Love is controlling, obsessive, destructive, unrelenting

In its glory
Love is the palette for inspiration
Love is graceful sacrifice
Love is acceptance
Love is respectful, trusting, kind
Love is nurturing, natural, forgiving
Love is innocent, childlike, vulnerable
Love is beauty, art and truth
Love is a miracle, the healer, the teacher

Love lives even when life leaves

So when we say “I love you”,
Which form, which voice
Speaks through you?

—Shaku Selvakumar February 2013

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Follow the Path with Heart

Rose Awaiting. Picture courtesy Vladimir Kush

I wrote this post last February and believe that the best gift you can give for Valentines Day is to listen to your own heart.

When you hear without distortion, see without conditioning, feel without inhibition, the direction is clear.

I have been pondering over this month’s theme. Just to set the record straight, I don’t have themes but lightbulbs typically pop when you are busy cooking, working, dreaming. Lightbulbs don’t ask for permission. They barge right in and if you are not home, they fuse ever so gently.

So I digress as the theme is not lightbulbs, it is all about HEART. You might argue that heart should not be a theme for one month, it is forever. And you would be absolutely right.

Why now, why this month. Apart from the obvious that Cupid has a dedicated day which retail stores are exploiting, it was prompted by some incredible musings by some gifted writers.

I believe that each one of us knows about this path with heart. Some of us have followed it and some of us have stood on the sidelines wringing our hands choosing the dictates of the head instead. There are no right or wrong answers as to each a journey as unique as a fingerprint.

But and this is a big BUT…

When you look in the mirror with eyes listless, unwilling, dragging your feet. 
When you are tired by the thought of Monday.
When you can’t remember as you seem to forget too often.
When you feel anxiety creeping, clutching at you with clammy fingers reminding you of possible failure.
When you look back to find a whole bunch of coulda, shoulda, woulda and only ifs 

All these whens and there are more warning whens.

Then if you don’t stop to have that talk about the path with heart with the man in the mirror. You have made a choice to repeat the loop.  To ride the cycle of recrimination.

Now the path with heart is not always about chucking your paycheck, getting on that bike and riding the wind. It could be that for some. It could also be about finding that nugget in our treasure chest that brightens those eyes, that lifts the chin, that squares the shoulder. Once you find it, once you have the courage to pursue it, once you understand that no outside voice can quell it, you are set free.

The path with heart is like giving birth and raising a child.  You don’t chuck the baby and bath water the minute there are growing pains.  You stay the course.  You work the magic.  You ride the valleys, you scale the peaks.  Nothing about the heart says “Hey I am easy.”  But everything about the heart says “Bring me back to life.  Resuscitate me.”

“Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure. You’ve got to find the treasure, so that everything you have learned along the way can make sense.” The Alchemist