After I posted my thoughts on love, I felt a deep, solid “niggle” inside me.
What am I doing? I asked myself. Am I being some sort of love guru? Nope. Not me. Not by a long, long shot.
What do I know about love? Who am I to write about it? Well, just another human being. In truth, I believe I know no more nor less than anyone else.
And boy, have I screwed up. My life could be written as a love train-wreck. I’ve made every mistake known to human kind and probably some that no one has even though of.
I’ve bottled up my feelings, run away, lashed out, ignored, hidden, been unkind, been needy, been inauthentic – the whole ball of yarn and muck.
And still, I believe in love and I believe in giving me another chance.
I will never stop working on being kinder, more loving, learning and growing in spirit and emotions.
So – that’s to clarify. I have feet of clay. But still, they appear to be carrying me forward to a beautiful place.