I remember a conversation I had with someone once where I was complaining about some petty relationship issue, and she looked at me and said, "Everyone just wants to be loved."
I stood there, speechless. All the energy removed from my opinionated rant. That was all that needed to be said. Such a simple, pure and gorgeously succinct statement.
I told a beautiful friend tonight that I know, deep down, the reason I long for deep and meaningful connections with people is because I miss having a family. It was taken from me at an early age. But that desire can't be fulfilled without the most profound and affectionate of relationships. If I cannot connect with someone, not only are they not my family... but I see no reason to invest in the relationship on any level. Because I think that to honor this thing we call "being human" - having the ability to love on such a deep level and having the capacity for empathy - we must give love and give affection on a scale befitting our human abilities. Certainly work relationships aside, as we must make room for practical and professional interactions.
Doesn't everyone long for this connection? Doesn't everyone want to experience love in a very intimate way? Why do so many suppress the emotion and avoid the intimacy? It seems so odd and such a lonely existence to me... but that is because I have existed basically all of my life as a passionate lover. I love. I am head-over-heels, madly, passionately in love. Always. I can't not be. It is... what I do. My art, my hands... what my eyes behold... it is all so much love.
I've never found any justification for a life lived without loving as many people as possible, as passionately as my heart would allow.
Eugene says his tea is not hot enough, and would I please warm it for him. I love him, so I will.
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