Lately, I have thought that love is like a hunting story and what a coincidence that one of our favorite games in kinder these last three years that we play is a hunting game! Let’s go hunting! I truly believe that the union of two people and their souls is like magic in itself, but that there is a wildish component in relationships, the one that we are terrified of the most, the one that is about death and life, just like hunting…
We pretend we can love without any part of it dying, that is our illusion, our blindness, but what can die? Illusions, fantasy, hope, belief, trust, expectations, wanting it all, to have only the beautiful… when you commit to love, you commit to all of this, and the possibility of all of this ending, you commit to many endings and many beginnings in the same relationship. Some parts of a relationship that are not good must die and we must let go of them, in order for new ones to be born. So love is about births and deaths, how we embrace that and how it transforms us and how each partner transforms the other…and who knows what they can hunt together?
But why are we so afraid of endings? I guess because we think that death is followed by more death, but I think it is not, that after death a new life is in the process of making itself. Without anything dying, there is no lesson, no darkness where a diamond can shine, no challenge that can transform, no need for renewal and solitude, but the miracle we search takes time to find and time to bring to life.
Love costs, it costs bravery, it costs crossing a dessert, going a distance, putting a distance, breaking your heart open,…even running is part of all this process, just like our hunting game in kinder, but not for long and not forever. To love is not about being strong, but wise, and that strength comes from the spirit.
To love pleasure takes little, to love truly takes a hero who can manage his own fear. We are all fearful, if you are alive you are, fear strengthens and heals, fear is a poor excuse for not doing the work.
Sometimes the heart is a lonely hunter… and that is more than OK.
Oh, my lands! Promise the next post is a recipe!! 😉