Is Love Even Real?

Is Love Real

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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