Thank you for your words. These resonate right now. Sometimes we feel helpless when a loved one is mired in his own stubbornness and cannot see that the choices he is making is hurting all those around us. He even uses the subtefuge that God’s support though the choices are clearly driven by self-indulgence. He does not heed any of our reasonings or emotional pleas and that is when it is hardest to love that person.

It is important to remember the story of the rose.

Reading your post is one of the teeming and peaceful time i had today…

It’s amazing how you simplify things and affect your readers…

Hmmmm love indeed is boundless…

But there’s one thing that brings me back to Solace and engulfs my soul with peace. It is a smile on face of that person. When I just close my eyes and think of him smiling in his own cheerful way, I feel like I’ve lived my life.

A moment of happiness which flashes across his face, makes me forget my all woes, troubles and everything. I’m assured that he is happy, and I feel happy for him. This is just so simple, so innocent and so much serene…well that’s how love is :)
Wish you the best of life and love :)

Take Care
Antara

I think I understand where you’re coming from, but I think it’s not love itself that acts like a traitor…
LOVE is always there, all around…
It doesn’t betray us, we do the job ourselves much too well…
Or others do it…it depends…

Waiting for love is VERY risky…
And also very much a contradiction…
Esp. if you lose focus on your own life…
Forget following your own path…

Waiting for love to arrive or to come back….
Although it’s never gone anywhere to begin with…
There’s always love if we just allow ourselves to feel it….
Even when it’s not the kind of romantic love you were hoping for or dreaming of….
Believe me, I should know from personal experience…
I’ve earned myself the title ‘waiter extraordinaire’
Try not to wait for love in a destructive, all consuming manner…

I love everyday…
And we should LIVE…Quite important too…

Waiting…it can be a good thing, but also your downfall…
Don’t let it ruin you…Wait in a good, contructive way….

Wishing you all the best….

(I was just as much talking to myself here ;-)

Love… It surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.
Kahlil Gibran

I feel love in itself act like a traitor sometimes, when it turns blind to our emotions. We really wait for love to touch us some day… but for some unlucky folks that wait is for a lifetime…and it ruins him.

I do not, any longer, confuse ‘romance’ with ‘love’. I’ve live in that dream of romantic love before and it was quite pleasurable and beguiling. But when push came to shove, it did not sustain the relationship. It was not enough that when we danced together it Seemed like we were the only 2 people in the room and the music was for us…

Afterwards, in my regard of this woman I have chosen to value and care for all those qualities I found attractive, that nurtured my ‘love’ for her so that my love for her lives on even though I have not seen her a day since.

My love now is, as much as I can effect, by my choice and intention, the expression of my understanding that we are all interconnected with one another. It is the energy I apply to my part of life, as fearlessly as I can, without expecting a benefit.

Taking action and leaving the results in God’s hands as it were…

In many ways, I still do love him more than just a friend, because he brought so much hope and laughter into my life. I keep telling my heart, “the fear of suffering is worse than suffering itself”, but losing someone you love hurts especially if he is going to be almost 1000 miles away from you and the fact he broke up with me through text messaging without a clear explanation. Sadly, in less than two weeks I will be saying goodbye and letting go of the one I love.

I am going to take your advice though. I will paint a self portrait of him as a going away present. This will be my first “big” painting I will do ever, 24×36, because I want to prove Paulo’s theory about the idea of being loved will make you move mountains. Maybe in time he will remember me by this act of kindness and decide to move back to the city of big dreams. I pray that one day he will come back to me, because I have faith in him and I love him.

Thank you for the message!!

A testimony:

Eric, a young patient, tumor in the brain, at the end of life under morphine so the pain is big I come to see him, I go into the bedroom and innonde his bedroom of my widest smile, I read to his demand ” the book of the angels ” that we offered to him and that he appreciates and also I read for him a book that I brought funny sentences, stories which make himit smile and make him laugh( And I know that on his bed when I shall have left, he will think again about all this and when he will still smile there) Here we are, the energy of the love, we can all give it and it makes so good and I when I go out of Eric’s bedroom, I cry in my car of the emotion shared with him, and then, I smile of the shared love and our laughter which still resound in my head…

I also tell the end, it will also give you to reflect that if we close its flower, we also close it for the others (without judgment, because sometimes hold its opened flower is very difficult, and I know about what I speak: I having even lived the cancer at the house and the moral suffering not to be able to help any more my husband who suffered, but who suffered more “mentally” than physically).Thus I end Eric’s story: one day, I am going to see him, delighted by our meetings, and he say to me ” you know, I want to die ” ” but you fight so well ” i say to him , and even the doctors who had foreseen(planned) his imminent death had to notice that Eric, after months, was always alive!!!! He says to me ” yes it is not the suffering, I have the morphine, even if it is hard; but it is what there is in the glance of my mother = She suffers so much to see me suffering, and it is it which more makes me suffer than the disease, then I want to die ” / the flower which is in her close and it loses the energy of the love …… I had no time to give to his mom enough energy of the love so that she can have it in her for her son …one week later, Eric died because he wanted it …he has to decide not to fight any more..

A lesson:

The energy of the love which he had in him made him live, the energy lost in his mother makes his die …but the moral suffering is tellemment big sometimes (and I know it, I lived it during 4 long years!! My God, it is long!!) that it is difficult to hold the opened flower…

But I am convinced, as says it Paulo Coelho, as the only way of resisting is to open you…
Even in the moments the most difficult (as these 4 years of moral suffering) I went near my patients with the smile for them and also for the spouses and their children and if the strength is not or more in you, to ask for the love which you need for you, and also por to pass on in the others later..

THE AMUR IS STRONGER THAN EVERYTHING, the love allows to live and also to survive …… and I never forget, as soon as I can, ” I love you ” to my son Paul, and to say ” I love you ” to my parents, and to say to my patients how much I count on them and as soon as they can and I speak to the man who lives outside in the cold, abandoned by all, and I smile to the one who passes and who concerns his punishment(pain) on the face,And I say words kind to my friends and knowledge as soon as I see them etc. etc. because I know ” THE POWER OF THE AMUR ” and as a sweet wave, I know that she can go far and bathe so many people who need it, and who can get up in turn and… LOVE!

THANK YOU, Eric and the others, who had shared with me the love for the other one (: ” a gift of love without waiting in return ” = the creator of the Real Energy of the love)

Today the suffering AND the daily happiness made what I am: a woman who feasts to look and again and again: SHARE AND LIKE LOVE

************* To YOU ALL, to YOU ALL, ************ A SHOUT OF the AMUR OF A QUITE SIMPLE GIRL: ” I LOVE YOU ” AND THAT IS WHY I AM There

se garder ouvert à l’amour …at au don d’amour sans attendre en retour …ET AINSI VOUS DONNEZ ” L’éNERGIE DE L4AMOUR DONT ON A TANT BESOIN” tous autant que nous sommes ( et même moi ) car on ne peut vivre sans amour , on ne peut vivre sans l’énergie de l’amour
alors même si c’est difficle ( oui parfois c’est plus facile à dire qu’à faire , TK , mais il FAUT le faire , être ouvert apporte bien plus à nous et aux autres …)

un témoignage :

Eric , un jeune patient , tumeur au cerveau , en fin de vie … sous morphine tellement la douleur est grande …je viens le voir , je rentre dans la pièce et innonde sa chambre de mon plus large sourire , je lis à sa demande “le livre des anges ” qu’on lui a offert et qu’il apprécie et aussi je lis pour lui un livre que j’ai apporté …des phrases humoristiques , des histoires qui le font sourire et le font rire ( et je sais que sur son lit quand je serai partie , il repensera à tout cela et qu’il en sourira encore ) ..voilà , l’énergie de l’amour , nous pouvons tous la donner et cela fait tellement de bien …et moi quand je sors de la chambre d’Eric , je pleure dans ma voiture de l’émotion partagée avec lui , puis ensuite , je souris de l’amour partagé et de nos rires qui résonnent encore dans ma tête …

je raconte aussi la fin , elle vous donnera aussi à réfléchir que si on ferme sa fleur , on la ferme aussi pour d’autres ( sans jugement , car parfois tenir sa fleur ouverte est très difficile , et je sais de quoi je parle : ayant moi même vécu le cancer à la maison et la souffrance morale de ne pouvoir aider plus mon mari qui souffrait , mais qui souffrait bien plus “mentalement” que physiquement ) . Donc je termine l’histoire d’Eric : un jour , je vais le voir , réjouie de nos rencontres , et il me dis ” tu sais , je veux mourir ” ” mais tu te bats si bien ” lui dis – je , et même les médecins qui avaient prévu sa mort imminente devaient constater qu’Eric , après des mois , était toujours vivant !!!! Il me dit “oui ce n’est pas la souffrance , j’ai la morphine , même si c’est dur ; mais c’est ce qu’il y a dans le regard de ma mère = elle souffre tant de me voir souffrir , et c’est cela qui me fait plus souffrir que la maladie , alors je veux mourir ” / la fleur qui est en elle se ferme et elle perd l’énergie de l’amour ……je n’ai pas eu le temps de donner à sa maman suffisamment d’énergie de l’amour afin qu’elle puisse en avoir en elle pour son fils …..une semaine plus tard , Eric est mort car il le voulait ..il a décider de ne plus se battre ..

une leçon :

l’énergie de l’amour qu’il avait en lui le faisait vivre , l’énergie perdue en sa mère la fait mourir …mais la souffrance morale est tellemment grande parfois ( et je la connais , je l’ai vécue pendant 4 longues années !! mon Dieu , c’est long !! )qu’il est difficile de tenir la fleur ouverte …

mais je suis convaincu , comme le dit Paulo Coelho , que la seule manière de résister est de vous ouvrir …
Même dans les moments les plus difficile ( comme ces 4 ans de souffrance morale ) j’allais près de mes patients avec le sourire pour eux et aussi pour les conjoints et leurs enfants …et si la force n’est pas ou plus en vous , demander l’amour dont vous avez besoin pour vous , et aussi por transmettre aux autres plus tard ..

L’AMOUR EST PLUS FORT QUE TOUT , l’amour permet de vivre et aussi de survivre ……et je n’oublie jamais ,dès que je peux , “je t’aime ” à mon fils PAul , et de dire “je t’aime” à mes parents , et de dire à mes patients combien je compte sur eux et qu’ils peuvent …et je parle à l’homme qui vit dehors dans le froid , abandonné de tous , et je souris à celui qui passe et qui porte sa peine sur son visage , et je dis des mots gentils à mes amis et connaissances dès que je les vois ..etc..etc..car je connais “LE POUVOIR DE L’AMOUR ” et comme une douce vague , je sais qu’elle peut aller loin et baigner tant de gens qui en ont besoin , et qui pourront à leur tour se relever et …AIMER !

MERCI , Eric et autres , qui avaient partagé avec moi l’amour pour l’autre ( : “un don d’amour sans attendre en retour” = le créateur de la Véritable Energie de l’amour )

aujourd’hui la souffrance ET les bonheurs quotidiens ont fait ce que je suis : une femme qui se régale de donner et encore et encore : PARTAGER ET AIMER

A VOUS TOUS , A VOUS TOUS , UN CRI D’AMOUR D’UNE FILLE TOUTE SIMPLE : ” JE VOUS AIME ” ET C’EST POURQUOI JE SUIS Là

Love,

Mirjam

Despite he was good looking and nice, there was no women who wanted to approach him and love him. One day he finished his degree and returned back to his country. He saw one girl who was busy in the Phone. He looked at her and thought, “She looks good”. Next day on the same place during same time-Adam saw her again talking in the phone.

He thought, “She must be talking with her boyfriend”. Adam did not gave much of the importance after that thought. The girl was also in her mid thirties and very good looking and nicely build. She was beautiful as the Rose. Eve as her sister would like to call her.

After few days, Eve looked at the Adam and Smiled. She must have thought something before smiling but Adam had no clue. May be Adam thought He knew with whom she was talking-her boy friend named Fox.

Adam friend Moore was good at talking with the girls and he talked with Eve about Adam and his characteristics. Moore admired a lot about the Adam and he said many good things about the Adam to Eve.

For couple of weeks on the same place and during same time, Adam could not see Eve anymore. His eyes were searching for Eve but he could not find her. “Where is Eve?”, Why did not see come today or yesterday to talk with her boyfriend?. These questions were on the mind of Adam.

During this period of the time Adam was reading a Novel by Paulo called “Veronica decides to die”. While Adam was very fast learner, it did not took long for him to finish Paulo’s Novel. He finished it within the couple of weeks time. He learned about the women and why they are committing the suicide.

After the couple of weeks period, Adam saw Eve but this time she looked little sick and weak. She was not even talking with anyone, silent and cold. She was just frozen or something thought Adam.

Adam went close to her and said, “what happened to you?” why are you not talking any longer”. Eve replied that nothing has happened and she was OK.

As Adam’s Nature was outgoing and friendly, he talked about the book which he read recently with Eve and with her sister Maria. They wanted to know about the book which Adam had read. The topic of the book was very fascinating to them.

Adam explained all the details about the book and he told how a girl decides to commit a suicide and what goes wrong with her. He explains it is a coward act to commit a suicide and give up your life for some “reasons”.

While Adam was explaining the story, Eve was smiling looking at Adam but she said no word. Adam and Eve started seeing each other like this and they continued for some time may be it was for couple of weeks or so.

One day, Eve was alone in her shop and Adam went there to talk with her. Adam wanted to know where she went during those two weeks period since he could not talk with her. Eve started saying that, she was in hospital bed since she committed suicide.

Adam was shocked to listen this- Adam asked her why?, Eve replied it was because of the Fox. I worshiped him more than the God, he was my God. I never used to eat before he has eaten, I never used to do anything before he used to say to me, I was truly and madly in love with him but he said that he cannot marry me.

When he said he cannot marry me after we being together in love for four years, I was broken. My heart was broken and I thought for whom should I live? There is no one for whom I should live my life. That is why I decided to kill myself.

After listening to Eve, Adam was sorry for what has happened with her. Adam asked one question to her, “Did he said-I love you to you?”. Eve replied with Yes, Many many times. Almost every day.

Adam started thinking-”What is the value of I love you when you really do not feel the love for the person?”

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Saying one thing and doing one thing is common human nature.

We say one word and we do not even care or mean it seriously. Every words spoken cannot be taken back. A good listener could be a good partner and it is one of the essential element to be in the relationship. Let us think, If you say “I love you” do you really mean that you really really love that person?.

What if you are just faking? I do not know if there is any reality in it. “Want” does not describe love, “Needs” does not fulfill “thirst” or quest in our life.

When the words like “I love you” is so much valuable. We should make it more valuable by saying only when you really really mean it and when your inner self says to do so. Most of the times we just say that words and we do not even know the value behind these three great words which make a complete sentence and this complete sentence could mean a lot to the other person.

Written things or words could be edited but spoken words could not be taken back.

All we need to do is make it more valuable and precious. Since these are most important sentence A Man would like to tell to her Princess.

Good day !

Thank you.

YUM. i am rambling.

I needed to hear this today.

Your words are guiding me through life and I will be forever grateful that, at least in cyberspace, your path has crossed mine.

Iqra

I completely and utterly believe that. That is the perfect Nurse, one who uses science and spirituality in her works.

More people (especially I’m afraid some doctors who believe they know for certain about life) need to be aware of the miracle of love.

Kathleen xxoo

Hoy es un gran día, hoy todo tu blog me dice lo que debo hacer, en primer lugar abrirme de nuevo al amor.

Mucho tiempo he estado cerrado a el, por miedo al dolor, pero hoy querido Pablo verte con tanto amor me hace sentirme amado y querido y por que no confesarlo esperanzado.

Por eso quiero darte mi agradecimiento y mi amor (ágape), solo el amor podía ayudarme le confesé a alguien y lo ha hecho.

Me he visto reflejado en el que rechaza la ayuda, pero quiero que sepas que solo fue por miedo al dolor sufrido.

Antes de leer tu blog (hacia semanas que no lo leía), venia pensando en mi situación, y he llegado a esta conclusión, que me ocurría como al perro de mi primo.

Te cuento la historia del perro de mi primo:

Mi primo vio a un perro tirado en la carretera, estaba ensangrentado y herido, por lo visto había sido maltratado hasta casi morir.

El caso es que cuando el intento acercarse para recogerlo y ayudarle curarle las heridas y por fin darle un hogar junto a el, el pobre animal le huía se alejaba de todas las personas que se le acercaban.

Por fin el animal quedo exhausto y mi primo lo recogió atendió y curo.

A pesar de que mi primo le atendió y dio su amor y vive con el, el pobre animal huye de cualquier persona que no sea el.

Yo pienso que me ocurría esto porque a pesar de mis fallos y de no saber amar, yo tenía una Fe en Dios muy grande, hasta el punto de no quitarme la vida por FE, pero me hicieron mucho daño aprovechando precisamente mi FE, hasta partirme el alma y como el pobre animalito yo, equivocado o no, lo achaque al grupo católico al que pertenecía y como el perro he huido de ellos para que no me hieran mas, pero hoy es un día grande porque he comprendido que quizás solo quieran curarme las heridas y por el miedo que tengo me estaba muriendo solo.

Por esto te doy gracias por tu amor y recibe el mió (mi ágape), que el señor ilumine mis pasos.

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Dear Paul;

Today is a great day today all your blog tells me what to do, first open to love again.

I have been long closed to him, for fear of pain, but now wanted to see Paul with so much love and makes me feel loved and wanted to confess that not hopeful.

So I give you my thanks and my love (agape), only love could help someone and he confessed it did.

I have seen reflected in rejecting aid, but I know that was only because of fear of pain suffered.

Before reading your blog (for weeks not to read), came to believe in my situation, and I have come to this conclusion, as I did the dog of my cousin.

I tell you the story of my cousin’s dog:

My cousin saw a dog lying on the road, was bloodied and injured, had been seen as ill-treated to nearly die.

The fact is that when approaching the attempt to collect and help cure the wounds and finally give a home next to him, the poor animal was fleeing away from all who approached him.

At last the animal became exhausted and it took my cousin and attended curo.

Although my cousin met him and gave his love and living with the poor animal flees from anyone other than.

I think I did this because despite my faults and not knowing how to love, I had a great faith in God, not to the point of living off the FE, but I was just drawing a lot of damage my faith, even to the soul and the poor animal myself, wrong or not, the Catholic group andalusia andalusia infirmity that the dog belonged and I fled from them not to hurt me more, but today is a day long because I realized that maybe just want to cure injuries and I fear that I was dying alone.

For this I thank you for your love and get mine (my meal), which Mr enlighten my steps.