So, after witnessing yet another uncomfortable scene, my friend said "you must really hate him". And I replied "No, I really don't feel anything for him at all". And it's the truth. I've never hated anyone. I don't believe I've ever felt what HATE feels like. I can't even remember feeling anything that intense. HATE is intense isn't it?
People have wronged me, treated me shamefully, and even hurt me physically, and I can't honestly say I hate any of them. I just don't think about them .Vindictiveness and revenge seem like an awful waste of energy and sooo negative. And I must say I truly believe the universe gives back.....I've seen it time and time again.
When it seems like every day some major horrible event on this planet is seeded by HATE, it's roots reaching all of us at some point, I wonder if my lack of experience with the emotion is why the atrocious acts make no sense to me. Understanding why people justify these terrible things means I have to understand the motive behind the actions. It always seems to be HATE, in one form or another. Having never felt HATE, am I doomed to never understanding?
Maybe I'm emotionally deficient. Having never HATED, one could wonder if I've ever LOVED. I've felt what I believe to be LOVE, but I'm not sure it's the same feeling as other people have. I see people behave as if LOVE is possession. Something they have. An ownership of sorts. Once you LOVE someone they are yours. The whole "you belong to me" of song, and cinema,and book. LOVE, for me, isn't like that. LOVING is letting go. Allowing the object of my LOVE to be who they were meant to be and do what they were meant to do. It means wishing those I LOVE only the best and wanting their happiness even if their paths take them in a different
direction than mine.
LOVE isn't an intense emotion for me either. It's a warm,sweet, softly bubbling joy in my soul. A happy, cosmically connected feeling.(Desire and Lust, however, are another story).
Do you think LOVE is something we all have inside and can give to those we wish to bestow it on, or is LOVE something inside us that needs other people to inspire us to give? Do we control LOVE or does LOVE control us?