By Paulo Coelho
That is what infatuation is: the creation of an image of someone, without advising that someone as to what the image is… But it was different from love. Love was worth everything, and couldn’t be exchanged for anything.
(The Valkyries)
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Who would ask of that? Infatuation can be broken with one simple fact. So I recently discovered;)
Dear Paulo,
What is infatuation?
Temporary fascination, passion, obsession, love.
Can it be equal with love?
It may and it may not.
When we fall in love, the first emotions we feel are fascination, passion…infatuation.
Yes, that’s what it is in the beginning.
These first moments when we’re so…in love, are so enthusiastic, so…intense.
Sometimes they fade away, but… sometimes they grow into love.
We never know, there is no rule. Except maybe…one…love.
And love has no rules. Love has no exceptions, no limits.
Everything and anything can happen when we love.
The sky is the limit, so…infinite.
If this is the moment, and this person is.. this person, the One, that was meant to be, then nothing will stop this… process, this feeling, this fire,
this love.
God only knows, and… the love itself.
Infatuation becomes love.
love
Agnieszka
Infatuation is far worse than love because it isn’t real. Therefore with one simple fact all “images” can be erased, & laughed at upon reflection. I stay laughing anyway:)hahahahaha!!!
Love or infatuation or whatever it is… Just temporary, Love is a habit, Love is friendship gone wrong, Love is admiration gone too far. Love needs to be paired with some other adjectives to survive. Love+Patience, Love+Obligation, Love+you name it…
ORIGIN mid 16th cent.: from Latin infatuat- ‘made foolish,’ from the verb infatuare, from in- ‘into’ + fatuus ‘foolish.’
I sometimes feel so “intensely” that I fear I might go mad > well that’s what I call ‘infatuation’, and I experience it as something playful. I can get an enormous kick from it, the wonderful ephemera, the punch in the stomach, the adreneline…
… and love might result but that’s not important. It’s the moment that counts.
g
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That’s true most of the time we create that notion about someone we admire to escape from the fact that they won’t be part of us …
All forces serve to push us forward in the direction that we are heading.
Some experiences we call “bad” and some “good”, but they are all needed to push us to our destiny.
Enjoy the “good” times, endure the bad. In retrospect all becomes clear, and we can smile (or indeed laugh) at the different twists of our journey.
Wise men say…Only fools rush in…….
Yes…G
It.. fools us, so does love,
we can’t control it, we can’t control where it goes…
so…. let’s enjoy the moment..
love
Agnieszka
infatuation as the creation of an image is a wonderful metaphor which sums up perfectly my experience, as when I am infatuated with someone (either through a sexual, emotional or intellectual reaction) I endeavour to think about and dream of them, night and day. Sometimes I know I’m going to far in drawing energy from this image, as if I’d made of it an egregore, and then I’m plagued with guilt. And then, when in the presence of the object of this infatuation, the image in the mind can become a sort of shield, or a barrier between the dream and Earth-bound reality. Sometimes reality bites, but othertimes there is chemistry enough for the human beings to step into the dream so their selves are living and breathing in a heavenly state. Then you see the stars; you experience the enlightenment of God as the mystery of love.