we exist for love
your heart is a garden, tilled and sowed by God’s abundantly overflowing love. many many seeds of love have been planted. some have sprouted, some are budding, some have grown, some are flowering and some ripening. these plants will soon bear a surplus of fruit and flowers. i’ll unfold the hundreds of blossoms hidden within. i’ll glow and bloom as seasons change and as time passes. i’ll grow under the wise oak trees that surround me. full of wisdom and love. sheltering me from the harsh sunlight, protecting me from the strong winds and huge storms that threaten to knock me over.
10 april 2022, 5:05pm
the essence of love.
honestly? love is beautifully jarring. it is connection with loved ones. it’s through conversations filled with anger, sadness, heartbreak, celebrations, joyous occasions, and everything in-between. love surrounds us.
it’s in the joy of eating our favourite foods and meals. the smell of our favourite scents. the way we enjoy the cool wind, the joyful rain, the trees that shiver, the waves that crash, the sand that crunches, the rainbow that sneaks up on us, the sun’s billion kisses, the beautifully painted skies. it’s in the people we love. the way our eyes meet, our words come together, the way they hold our hearts ever so gently. it’s when you allow yourself to feel beyond what your eyes can see.
it’s in the tears of silence when your heart quivers, it’s in the desperate gasps of air, it’s in the way your heart pounds against your rib cage, it’s in the pain that squeezes our insides in the middle of the night, it’s in the ache that not just fills your heart but your entire body. all this is because of love. when you love, you’re vulnerable and that is beautiful. love is about taking risks. it’s about having faith and trusting in the unknown. it takes strength to put yourself into the world. it takes strength to have conversations that open your heart to connection.
love is vulnerability and strength. love is in the pockets of comfortable silence. love is in the playful banter. love is when you’re patient with me. love is in the laughter that fills the room. love is when we walk in steps together. love is when you hold my hand. it’s when our shoulders touch. it’s when you give me a sip of your drink. it’s in all the meals that we share. it’s when you listen to me sob on the phone. it’s when you give me space to feel. it’s when someone remembers the small details. it’s in the silent hugs that speak a thousand words. it’s when our hearts beat against each other tenderly. it’s in the deep breaths of our embrace. love is when our loved ones treat us gently when we can’t do so ourselves.
love is when you believe your Higher Power has a beautiful plan for you. it is when ache engulfs us and we still have faith that tomorrow will be better. it’s when pain encompasses us but you still live, love, laugh with your favourite people. when you’re alone and vulnerable, it’s when you pick yourself up again and again, you soften your heart and leap into the world once more.
our very essence is love. i think that’s absolutely beautiful. love yourself and if you can’t then let your loved ones hold you gently until you can take care of yourself again. love is everywhere, you just have to open the eyes of your heart and allow yourself to see it x
—n.i.
I wrote this piece as I grieved a beautiful friendship. 'A' thought me how to love and let be loved. She helped me find peace within, she allowed me to simply be. She held my heart gently and sheltered me when I was caught in a shitstorm. I am eternally grateful, much love to you A.
