What reason is there to love?

Let me begin with these words that hit me like a bullet the very first time that I saw them put together in the order to make this very interesting and yet complex thought.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving. - Paulo Coelho

No wonder I find it difficult to specifically describe why I love the way I do. For love, as simple as the word may appear, remains far more complex, than any other found in the English lexicon. I know that a lot will be 'ooohing' and 'aaahing' right now; well I stand to be corrected. I will try to explain myself in a short while.

Love is one emotion that people have found especially difficult to articulate. You may want to ask why... For many it is an adverb, where they use the word to answer questions such as why did you that?’ or ‘why are you doing this?’ rather than a verb – a word that shows expression of action.

Ask a youngster what it means to love and you would get all manners of definition that would want to make you laugh, only that you don't want to make them uncomfortable.  Imagine someone saying that love is a feeling of liking someone else. And I am like okay I agree what else and he goes ‘wanting to be with that person’. What else I probe further  and all I hear are the ‘nice nice’ things that a lot look forward to in a relationship such that when something contrary to that shows up, they up and quit. Rubbish! <I learnt this the hard way>

But is it only youngsters that fail this litmus when it comes to gauging or expressing what love is? You wish!

Married couples, who should know, sometimes find it difficult to explain or express love even in its most basic form. Ask a husband and you would get the duties of what his wife should do for him and the children as the definition of what love is. Ask the wife and she would define it with relation to what the husband should do for her and her children.

So many warped mindsets about what it is and what it is not that trying to reshape the thought pattern is a mere work in futility... Okay maybe not but then it is a very daunting task. And I confess it is none of my business here to try and proffer solutions to what hails your relationship, I am continuously working on mine.

But I don’t go looking for love in the wrong place. There is only one place to find it; and that is in God. I have no apologies. This is what I believe. His love in my heart makes it easy and natural to love myself and love her just the way I love myself. Hmmmm (Please stop rolling those eyes...).

I could go on and be with her and be quiet, loving her laugh, her face, her body, her mind, everything about her and still more are reasons for loving her. Good and justifiable reasons, but not all there is to love. The reason is so intangible the moment I try to articulate it, I stutter and then I am back at the definition that tries to explain from the point of those who need to see to believe.

How do I know?  Good question... my answer is this ‘fall in love and let me know if the physical is all there is to it’.

Ciao!