I do not trust people who don’t love themselves and yet tell me, ‘I love you.’ There is an African saying which is: Be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt.
Tag: love
Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot without and know we cannot live within. I use the word love here not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace — not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.
If it is right, it happens — The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.
I fall in love with myself, and I want someone to share it with me. And I want someone to share me, with me.
When someone tells you, ‘I love you,’ and then you feel, ‘Oh, I must be worthy after all,’ that’s an illusion. That’s not true. Or someone says, ‘I hate you,’ and you think, ‘Oh, God, I knew it; I’m not very worthy,’ that’s not true either. Neither one of these thoughts hold any intrinsic reality. They are an overlay. When someone says, ‘I love you,’ he is telling you about himself, not you. When someone says, ‘I hate you,’ she is telling you about herself, not you. World views are self views—literally.
Wait for someone who could be the moon for you. Just as strong, just as steady, illuminating changes and seas and blooming flowers and summer nights. They’d wait for you in the dark. They’d dance around the sun. They’d receive your primal howls, your secrets, your dreams and shifting tides. Wait for the moon. Wait for nothing less than what steals your breath. What breaks you open. What lures your soul. What helps you rise.
I miss the side of you that you don’t show anyone else
that you won’t show
I miss showing you the love that has the patience to weather eternity
the love that can see everything for what it is
and is still there even after the light has gone
I pray none of you fall for a person who’s impatient with your heart, who pulls away the more you crave them, or who feeds you false hope.
All too often women believe it is a sign of commitment, an expression of love, to endure unkindness or cruelty, to forgive and forget. In actuality, when we love rightly we know that the healthy, loving response to cruelty and abuse is putting ourselves out of harm’s way.
Despite how open, peaceful, and loving you attempt to be, people can only meet you as deeply as they have met themselves.