The Great Mystery

It seems the popular thing amongst self-help/self-awareness bloggers lately is to ask other bloggers a question. I am not yet in the "in clique" amongst self-awareness bloggers but I'll throw this great question out to the universe in the hopes that I get at least a couple answers.

The question: What Is Love?

I'm not going to define the kind of love - most people immediately think of romantic love. That is not necessarily what I am thinking about, but it is certainly one form of love.

My thoughts on love? I am not entirely certain. I have been listening to a lot of Indigo Girls recently (as you can probably tell). I am not sure whether this is due to the fact that I am going to be moving to the outskirts of Decatur soon or not.

Anyway, they ponder the definition/meaning of love in many of their songs. One song that I was listening to tonight sort of lays out the quandry. A particular verse has caused me to think about this issue a little more:

So what is love then is it dictated or chosen
Does it sing like the hymns of 1000 years
Or is it just pop emotion
And if it ever was there and it left
Does it mean it was never true

Is love destined? Is it real? Or is it just something to help us through the day (like religion, IMO)?

Personally, I think it is some of both. I think you can think that you are in love to find out later that it was just pop emotion (puppy love, friendships gone astray).

But I think there also exists in this world, to those who are lucky enough to find it, a very deep and meaningful connection with another person that is so deep and meaningful it seems destined. That it seems like it was handed down through the ages and meant for you, right now at this time. This is the love we are all hoping to find. The one we are searching for, the one Hollywood is selling us.

But what do you think?

I choose to believe, even if it never happens to me...

Take care, dear readers.