Comments on: Quote of the Day http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2008/04/29/quote-of-the-day-85/ Wed, 19 Nov 2008 23:51:05 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 By: ivan http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2008/04/29/quote-of-the-day-85/#comment-35115 ivan Wed, 30 Apr 2008 19:22:11 +0000 http://paulocoelhoblog.com/?p=1184#comment-35115 Hi All Love Love we all come from it, we were created from the love and passion of our parents. Love is the first gift that life give to us, if we are brave enought to used and embraced we will experience a wonderful feeling. Love make me and love would take me to my next life. Love to all IF Hi All

Love

Love we all come from it, we were created from the love and passion of our parents.

Love is the first gift that life give to us, if we are brave enought to used and embraced we will experience a wonderful feeling.

Love make me and love would take me to my next life.

Love to all

IF

]]> By: Anlao http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2008/04/29/quote-of-the-day-85/#comment-35111 Anlao Wed, 30 Apr 2008 18:32:21 +0000 http://paulocoelhoblog.com/?p=1184#comment-35111 Love is one of the greatest generators in one’s lifetime. It has infinite power for happiness, pain, regrets or hope. And yet when we live it how many of us get lost in it and how many of us live it right? Is there such a thing of living it right? As a society we see love as a small thing, for we teach our young ones very little about it, really. It’s equally small as self-knowledge, which is also disregarded from our education system. Even as adults, love is still small, and less important than career, money, things you own, luxury or entertainment. ~*~ Funny how men would use a quote like that to justify them being with another woman, for us women need to expand our pathetic little minds to understand that, and yet turn 180 degrees when it’s their turn to understand (eg. Man’s jealousy when a child enters the relationship) ~*~ Yes, perverse because it throws us outside of every norm or convention we created. Maybe we created those norms for a reason, maybe not. Sometimes I think our hearts are compatible with that. ~*~ I have two women living in me. One understands that he needs more than I can give him, and tries to find happiness knowing he is in the arms of other women, knowing he is loved the way he wants it when he wants it. This woman cannot refuse him anything and only hurts when he seems to be hurting. Is this the one that truly loves? The other one is in agony, torn by jealousy, hurt, unable to stop needing him, feeling guilty and treacherous if another one manages to steal a smile, unable to understand how a person can sit ice-cold in front of you when you are begging for affection, and handicapped at glimpses of the reality: whenever he shows signs towards me online, it’s not for me really. I am the invisible enemy of all the others, that allows him to keep them at a distance so he can have them all. This woman feels disrespected, unloved, damaged, handicapped, ugly, angry, lonely, and longs peace of mind. This woman just wants to cry in his arms. Quite improbable, but is this the one that truly loves? ~*~ Obsession or not, true love or not, I know I have to survive this. Regardless of everything, it felt and still feels like he was the one for me. What am I to do with these feelings in the future? The dilemmas that flow from this question fall in the same “perverse” category. Love is one of the greatest generators in one’s lifetime. It has infinite power for happiness, pain, regrets or hope. And yet when we live it how many of us get lost in it and how many of us live it right? Is there such a thing of living it right?

As a society we see love as a small thing, for we teach our young ones very little about it, really. It’s equally small as self-knowledge, which is also disregarded from our education system. Even as adults, love is still small, and less important than career, money, things you own, luxury or entertainment.
~*~
Funny how men would use a quote like that to justify them being with another woman, for us women need to expand our pathetic little minds to understand that, and yet turn 180 degrees when it’s their turn to understand (eg. Man’s jealousy when a child enters the relationship)
~*~
Yes, perverse because it throws us outside of every norm or convention we created. Maybe we created those norms for a reason, maybe not. Sometimes I think our hearts are compatible with that.
~*~
I have two women living in me. One understands that he needs more than I can give him, and tries to find happiness knowing he is in the arms of other women, knowing he is loved the way he wants it when he wants it. This woman cannot refuse him anything and only hurts when he seems to be hurting. Is this the one that truly loves? The other one is in agony, torn by jealousy, hurt, unable to stop needing him, feeling guilty and treacherous if another one manages to steal a smile, unable to understand how a person can sit ice-cold in front of you when you are begging for affection, and handicapped at glimpses of the reality: whenever he shows signs towards me online, it’s not for me really. I am the invisible enemy of all the others, that allows him to keep them at a distance so he can have them all. This woman feels disrespected, unloved, damaged, handicapped, ugly, angry, lonely, and longs peace of mind. This woman just wants to cry in his arms. Quite improbable, but is this the one that truly loves?
~*~
Obsession or not, true love or not, I know I have to survive this. Regardless of everything, it felt and still feels like he was the one for me. What am I to do with these feelings in the future?
The dilemmas that flow from this question fall in the same “perverse” category.

]]> By: Leaf http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2008/04/29/quote-of-the-day-85/#comment-35103 Leaf Wed, 30 Apr 2008 12:31:36 +0000 http://paulocoelhoblog.com/?p=1184#comment-35103 Life/people/Love is like a stack of Robbie Williams CDs ..... either makes you dance or makes you cry or you think you'll never understand and sometimes aloof or off the cuff but at the end of the day every one is Loveable, and worth its' airspace in Gold. Does God have favourites?? Love to you all xxxx Life/people/Love is like a stack of Robbie Williams CDs
…..
either makes you dance
or makes you cry
or you think you’ll never understand
and sometimes aloof or off the cuff

but at the end of the day
every one is Loveable, and worth its’ airspace in Gold.

Does God have favourites??

Love to you all
xxxx

]]> By: Paul from Austria http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2008/04/29/quote-of-the-day-85/#comment-35099 Paul from Austria Wed, 30 Apr 2008 11:13:53 +0000 http://paulocoelhoblog.com/?p=1184#comment-35099 Love is larger than the heart, because the heart dies biologically, but our love goes on and on and on....... Love is larger than the heart, because the heart dies biologically, but our love goes on and on and on…….

]]> By: Sibila Maria India http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2008/04/29/quote-of-the-day-85/#comment-35098 Sibila Maria India Wed, 30 Apr 2008 09:53:57 +0000 http://paulocoelhoblog.com/?p=1184#comment-35098 As far as I´ve learned, perverse literary means when the natural flow is reversed or distorted. The above statement about the heart is, in my view, a distorted view of what our heart is and is able to, as a vital part of our energetic anatomy. An opening of our heart is an opening of our awareness of our deeper nature. Which is love or light or pure consciousness or whatever name we choose to give it. Love as I see it is part of the very fabric of life, the stuff we and every other beingness alive is made of. As far as I´ve learned, perverse literary means when the natural flow is reversed or distorted. The above statement about the heart is, in my view, a distorted view of what our heart is and is able to, as a vital part of our energetic anatomy. An opening of our heart is an opening of our awareness of our deeper nature. Which is love or light or pure consciousness or whatever name we choose to give it. Love as I see it is part of the very fabric of life, the stuff we and every other beingness alive is made of.

]]> By: g (uk) http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2008/04/29/quote-of-the-day-85/#comment-35097 g (uk) Wed, 30 Apr 2008 09:39:42 +0000 http://paulocoelhoblog.com/?p=1184#comment-35097 how much do you love me? how much? ... and how much is that? you can't measure love; love feels different at different times in our lives. There is always so much going on: so much pain, so much confusion, so much frustration yet so much fun and laughter too, so much kindness, so much liveliness and I can go on and on. None of it can be measured. I experience love not as a trap but tremendous freedom. It's the way we feel now that determines the way we feel about love and so on, and it is dependent on the myriad of 'things' happening in our lives. 'unconditional' is something to think about. how much do I love you? a lot, and it's up to you to decide how much that is. g x how much do you love me?
how much?
… and how much is that?

you can’t measure love; love feels different at different times in our lives. There is always so much going on: so much pain, so much confusion, so much frustration yet so much fun and laughter too, so much kindness, so much liveliness and I can go on and on. None of it can be measured. I experience love not as a trap but tremendous freedom. It’s the way we feel now that determines the way we feel about love and so on, and it is dependent on the myriad of ‘things’ happening in our lives.

‘unconditional’ is something to think about.

how much do I love you?
a lot, and it’s up to you to decide how much that is.
g
x

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