Are we so afraid of the power behind the word LOVE that we feel the need to dilute and distance it?
Are we so worried about wanting and needing LOVE that we’re even afraid to mention its name?
LOVE, the-thing-that-shall-not-be-named.
According to TV and movies, just saying “I love you” has become a phrase to be avoided like a landmine.
Perhaps we’re afraid of the passion involved in love. When we’re swept off our feet by a force stronger than logic, is it the lack of control that scares us? But shouldn’t we welcome being overwhelmed by superior forces of delight and wonder? Shouldn’t we be thrilled to float down the street on a cloud of joy?
Why not throw caution to the winds when it comes to love?
Why not be happy for the privilege of that rare and wonderful state and celebrate it out loud all over the place?
Valentine’s day is a celebration of LOVE not relationship.
Let’s celebrate the heart-pounding, hand-trembling, throat-constricting breathlessness of something that sounds like a medical emergency but is, by far, the best feeling in the world.
Let’s stop pussyfooting around with clinical words like RELATIONSHIP and say what we really mean.
LOVE.