I had recently met a lot of people who were afraid of love. They were women and they were men, successful in every other way yet utterly afraid. They were adults acting like children, covering their eyes and minds from the fear of being exposed, vulnerable and hurt. Kids, however, grow by leaps and bounds and at a moment's notice forget their terrors where my acquaintances were resistant to taking even a few steps in that direction...onto the path of complete subordination and reverence for that moment of freedom that inevitably brings peace and calm once the battlegrounds are surrendered. My friends, the ones I knew and the ones who are still close to me, I leave you with these words:
Love can swallow us whole where we lose our identity to the source of passion...it can also chew us up and spit us out, leaving us disoriented and abandoned. However, no matter how blissful or painful the experience, it has one grand positive note: transformation. Once entered, you are forever a changed man, marked, enlightened, tarnished or lifted...yet never the same as before...and, in many ways, it is a beautiful thing…
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