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When i say the word love what do people think of

Heart. Abstract love symbol. Continuous line art drawing vector illustration.

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Unfortunately, because of a technical problem, an SD resolution of my video has been uploaded, but YouTube is working on the issue. Shortly explained, HD gives a higher video quality, but since I am eager to publish this post and it might take up until 48 hours for youtube to fix the problem, I choose to publish it the way it is for now. I hope you enjoy it anyway.

Video by Parisa Radpey, a.k.a “People Life Politics And Bullshit. Commentary by Troy Headrick

What is Love?

“What is love? ” Answering the first question Parisa asks in her video is turning out to be more difficult than I thought it would be. The first thing that came to mind is that “love” is a concept. It’s not like “cat.” I get a clear image in my mind when I use the latter word. The color and size of the cat is unimportant, but I can see an animal that is shaped in a certain way and has definite physical characteristics. I don’t see such an image when I use words like “love” or “happiness.”
That means “love” doesn’t exist as a physical entity. It is not “out there,” in the external world. It exists in me which means I get to decide what it is. Often, when I’m experiencing love, when I’m feeling it—we feel love, don’t we?—it’s in relation to some other person. If I feel love towards another, this means I want to spend time with that person. I want to be with him or her, in the deepest sense of what it means to be “with” someone. I want to know all about him or her. I want to know the other’s past, present, and future. Often, when I’m with a person I love, I feel happiness. I guess that explains why I keep wanting to pair those terms. The first seems to cause the second.

How Do I Express Love?

I think showing love is about sharing myself with another person. (I suppose I can love a thing. I’m not certain about the possibility of loving a thing in the same way I can love another human. I need to spend more time thinking about this.) I can certainly share myself with another person. Sharing is opening myself up to that person. (Opening myself up means I am making myself somewhat transparent and vulnerable.) Sharing myself means turning myself towards that person in the way a flower keeps turning towards the sun throughout the day. Love feeds me, but I can’t simply “consume” the person whom I love. Love feeds me and makes me want to “feed” the person I love. Love is the profoundest form of giving. Unrequited love causes the deepest sort of pain.

And what about you? When you hear the word love, what do you think of?

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