Is Love Even Real?

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MAD Hippies Life Dream Lake Rocky Mountain National ParkWhat the hell is love anyway? How does one find their soul mate? Is love even real?

I’ve seen, read and heard those questions over and over throughout the years and quite honestly have never thought about them myself. I guess I just don’t get it. It’s as if we have turned love into a science instead of the art form that it should be. And, in that case, I’d have to say love is a dying art.

Perhaps people just try too hard to make it happen, when, if you ask me, love is one of those things that just happens. It’s as natural as the human existence.

Debbie and I weren’t looking for love when we met in April of ’82, and, as a matter of fact, weren’t even interested in love, much less a relationship. We were just floating day to day trying to get through some, well, rather interesting times. Needless to say, the day we did meet was a complete shock, we both just wanted to run from each other for fear that what we were feeling would soon take over… and it did.

Not long ago I reminded her how I felt that day,

“You were hauntingly familiar to me when we met. The closer we became the more I felt the sensation that this was not the first time. You were exotic, cosmic and strange, though somehow familiar as your soul, my soul, our soul, was reunited.”

So what is love? Good question. Perhaps it’s an emotional and spiritual collision of body, mind and spirit!

What I do know is that we would die for each other. We’d wipe each other’s butts if needed. We’d live under a bridge to stay together. Love is a connection that solidifies what could be understood as an irrational behavior about decisions to do the right thing at all costs. Love is staying awake all night to take care of your spouse. Love is a safe heart and mind. Love is once and for all.

But don’t ask me, I’ve never loved anyone but Debbie. I didn’t understand it, much less think about it until we met. You could have hit me with a dump truck and I wouldn’t have noticed.

I just knew. Love wasn’t gradual, it didn’t take time to develop, it was and is a natural response waiting to happen when the other half of your soul stands in your presence.

What is love to you?

Peace 🙂

MAD

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25 thoughts on “Is Love Even Real?

  1. I couldn’t agree with this post more. Love doesn’t grow- appreciation of love and loved ones grow, but love itself does not. I consider myself so incredibly blessed to experience the true “live under a bridge” kind of love you discuss above- that, in it’s essence, is the only definition of love to me.

  2. Love your writing style. This quote, “I just knew. Love wasn’t gradual, it didn’t take time to develop, it was and is a natural response waiting to happen when the other half of your soul stands in your presence” sums up everything I believe in. I believe in soul mates. I also believe that there is a difference between loving someone and being in love with someone.

  3. wow, amazing. I agree with this post 100%. No one really knows what love is, they throw around the word like its just another word, and it’s not. To me love is this unconditional, mind blowing experience that you yearn to have. I say I have been in love but honestly idk. I think i was more in love with the idea of being in love than anything, but I hope one day to find someone who looks and feels about me the way you do about Debbie. This was an amazing post.

    • Thanks for your kind words ninjette. I have long been a critic of throwing around words, especially words as “love” that have so much energy in them. Be true to self and no doubt that one day will be here!

      Peace, Miller [the “M” in MAD]

    • Some patiently wait their whole lives for that love that they will cherish. Other’s, such as myself, fail to recognize that love, even after arriving . . . and, it inevitably leaves . . . in frustration ! Mooreen, experienced that from me . . . . and I will always regret that, for as long as I live ! ! !

      Mooreen ultimately had a son, out of wedlock, and raised him rather than taking the easy way out with getting an abortion. Upon reaching adulthood, he came under the.guidance of his grandparents, and Mooreen departed her hometown, and initiated a second try for.that significant other !

      Upon calling her family last year, I had learned of her latest exploits and attempted to call her. Upon recognizing my voice, Mooreen exclaimed -‘I have no time to talk to you’, with her recent newborn taking up all her time. If I had given.her the time, some 30 years ago, both of lives would have been drastically different, and we may have been Grandparents . . . many times over. However. I remain . . . timidly single., while Mooreen bravely attempts one more time to capture the concept of ‘traditional family.’ I prey for her best interests, regularly !

      • Wow, thank you for sharing, Paul. We know that relationships definitely have their challenges and sometimes it seems easier to see it all more clearly with time. It feels when we are in the midst of trying to make love work, it is hard to know what the right thing is to do sometimes. What an amazing thing for you to keep her in your prayers, that is a special gift.

    • No doubt Julie. But that “work” is just what we do, no burden, just something we do as we grow together. Indeed, many give up too quickly at the first sign of resistance and favor “self” over “us”

      Peace,
      Miller [the “M” in MAD]

  4. Love for me is trust, respect, partnership, understanding, compromise, attraction, thoughtfulness, laughter, communication, and growth rolled into one. To get it means you need to work at it but the contentment you feel makes it worthwhile 🙂

  5. Fabulous writing, I love how you have expressed your thoughts with simple, yet powerful words. For me Love is all about staying together & be supportive & stand by each other, what ever changes happens around. Without Love, I think Life is incomplete.

  6. Love this part the most! ““I just knew. Love wasn’t gradual, it didn’t take time to develop, it was and is a natural response waiting to happen when the other half of your soul stands in your presence” I completely agree with this 100% because it’s so true, it just happens naturally without even having to try.

  7. I truly believe that love just happens, it’s when you wake up one morning and can’t stop thinking about someone and get that butterfly feeling in your tummy that you know that you love them. I believe there are many types of love in life though. The love I have for my son is far more intense than any other love I’ve felt in life.

  8. I agree I don’t think your love grows, I feel your appreciation of the one you love grows. As i drove home the other day I found myself realizing how much I appreciate my spouse and all the ways he supports me.

  9. Totally moved by your words. Unfortunately, I have to face now that I am 65 that this has never happened to me and most probably never will. It is a hard fact of life that sometimes, love never happens for some folks and I am truly sad. I am having a hard time coping with this realisation. Acceptance. Hard.

    • The feeling of wanting to love and be loved unconditionally without comparison is one of the things many of us want and hope for throughout our lives. It is so difficult to not be able to understand the hows and whys of things, especially something that is important to us and we long for. Sincerely, from the bottom of our hearts, we are sorry to hear you’re hurting and feeling sad.

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