“I am not in love, but I’m open to persuasion.”
–Joan Armatrading, Love and Affection
If someone would ask me to recite one of my favorite lyrics, from one of my favorite songs, it would have to be the one above. I love how it blooms with positivity and possibilities, and has always accurately represented my view of being single–during the various times in my life I have been uncoupled.
This time is no different. With nothing on the horizon but intermittent flirtation and the occasional snack and drink meet up, I have never been more content to be single with no “need” to mingle. However, should Mister “I need you in my life pronto” turn up, then we’ll address that at the appropriate time, or not.
But I digress, I am in love with the subtleties of love and attraction. I am enamored with the quickening of a pulse that shows up on some random weekday and lends itself to daydreams. Most importantly, I am satisfied in my more mature years with the unfolding of the dance–not the results-oriented thinking of my irrational youth.
For it is in the unfolding of the layers, that we learn who we really are when love colors us in. We see the light, the shade, the soft and rough edges, and find in ourselves the very love we wish to receive. It is this non-commercial love that allows us to be vulnerable and brave and divulge the deepest secrets of our naked minds. There is no finish line with this kind of love–only a deepening solidarity between the souls that share each others’ energy.
For only that kind of love, is worth it to me. For others, maybe not, and that’s okay for them. For that kind of love, I deny all others, and have when it comes to making a home within this heart. Time is too precious a thing, and when you are one of those kindred spirits that loves with everything you’ve got, giving all of you to someone who won’t meet you halfway with their heart is not the best use of your heart, soul, or joy.
Spend that love creatively, compassionately and generously giving of your time to causes, paying compliments, and making people feel like they have a friend in the world. Your love, is best spent being love, and if it is meant to be, only in the company of a lover whose heart matches your own.
Chalkboard: Trina Noelle