Friday, December 9, 2011

I am learning....


Baggage
RAHirt
10/1999

 The “I love you” hangs like a sickening mist.

Choking and smothering while it drives me insane.

The why’s are gone but the fear still lingers.

The love of a new man is beyond my understanding.

Are these loving words tainted forever, by him?

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Three Little Words
RAHirt
©4/14/2004

Saying I love you was once a fearful, painful thing

Hearing I love you made me question why

Today saying I love you to friends and family

Is an honor that brings both elation and peace

For today I am in love

with myself

Not something I could have said

just a few years ago

But today, I love myself

Making it easier to love each of you

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It has been rare in my life to 'feel' the words "I love you". When I awoke this morning I felt 'love', unconditional and pure. I could hear the words being spoken to me from within mySelf. No ulterior motive. No plea for attention or sex, no desire to own me or manipulate me. The purity of it warmed me with a safe, whole feeling, like nothing else mattered. I cannot recall ever feeling Love so wholly or holy. Thank you to everyone who 'Loves' me without motive of self. Those of you who have not felt Love pure and unconditional, I wish you Love, pure, unconditional, and wholly. Namaste

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