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Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I will not forget you. Love me and I may be forced to love you.

-William Arthur Ward

 

Battling the internal workings of a love, or even worse a prospective love. May sound a little like the young girl in spring picking up the flower pulling each petal in anticipation of the last petal to reveal yes, he does love me! It seems as if obsessing over such matters can be a human plight.

I have experienced all different types of love combinations. I have known unrequited love, abandonment from a love, love that was one sided on his part or on mine, glorious love that hit reality and fizzled out. Often times the relationship lives in two worlds. In my day to day reality of said man, and in the spin off that dances inside my head. I’m not talking batty scary thoughts. I’m just saying often times overthinking relationships can go in the wrong direction.

If my thoughts about a certain man go south often times I will pick up the phone to run it past one of my girlfriends. This type of conversation can go all over the map from breaking up to marriage and every last thing in-between. We seem to swap crazy information about these testosterone filled beasts. This is what women can easily do; beat up a love subject for hours. With no astounding results, if I am lucky I will feel purged like a great shower with a salt scrub. From what I can understand this language between women is universal. It is the differences between man and woman that hold us perplexed. Yet the differences is right where the beauty lies, that is the sweet spot if I slow down enough to see it.

Staying present with myself and with my day seems to help me the most. Finding gratitude for the relationships that are around me keeps my mind in a state of peace rather than doubt.  The main relationship I need to focus on is the one I have with myself. I’m the one that I go to bed with every night. I take me everywhere so I must be the best I can in the moment. The present is all we really have. The past it’s over, the future I can walk towards, yet in that walk I need to know where my feet are. When I look at myself in love it is most comfortable to love those around me. I pick up a daisy and say “of course he love me! petals intact.

My Mantra:

“Love is best in the moment, I love life ”