Processing Emotions
February 13, 2012

Love… love… love…

What does it mean to love?  I wrote once that love is being you.  Being you is just doing things you like without judgment I guess.  I have been the kind of person who say what she wants to say, do what she wants to do, regardless of the norm.

Of course it gets me into trouble.  But I don’t know where did I get the brave heart to speak of what I think is right OR what I think there’s nothing wrong with it.

As long as I don’t have any intention of hurting someone, everything is ok with me.

I remember Whitney Houston’s song “The Greatest Love of all“.  A video post I happen to watch yesterday without knowing that the singer already died.  I quote the song,

 

“I believe the children is our future.

Teach them well and let them lead the way.

Show them all the beauty they possess inside.

Give them a sense of pride to make it easier.

Let the children’s laughter remind us how we used to be.

 

I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone’s shadow.

If I fail, if I succeed, at least I did what I believe.

No matter what they take from me,

they can’t take away my dignity.

 

Because the greatest love of all is happening to me.

I found the greatest love of all inside of me…

The greatest love of all is easy to achieve.

Learning to love your self is the greatest love of all…”

 

I write the lyrics as I sing it in my head.  It’s easy to say yes.  Maybe that’s what Ms. Houston was saying.  It’s just easy to say… I suddenly lack emotion yesterday.  I don’t know why.  As if my heart became numb or close that it became incapable of feeling anything.  It was a discomfort of course for I have never felt or if I have I can’t remember what it feels like not to have any feelings.  I was wondering do angels feel that way?  Respond to something but there’s really no emotion.  It’s like everything is fine.

I’ve always believed that what is inside reflects what is outside.  We always have this light inside of us.  But with consumerism, this light is being covered.  Think of something you can do without a pay.

Just for the sheer love of doing it.  You can bike.  You can write, just write down all your thoughts.  You can meditate.  You can draw.  You can look for beautiful webpages.  You can share these beautiful things you’ve found by telling a friend, posting in Facebook, in your blog.  You can try out new things like cooking… Do stargazing…

I think this is love.

We always think of love as something you give to others.  The most difficult sacrifice, the better.  I think it’s one of the changes that is happening now–learning to love our self.

 

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It has been reported among lightworkers circle that there are some people who find themselves undergoing this lack of emotion experience, which is a part of the changes happening as the earth evolves into its sacredness.  That we are becoming angelic humans.

 

 

 

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