My journey of love is perhaps one that is invisible, however it is one that is clear to me.
There is so much to it and it is hard for me to express.
A legacy of my father who was sometimes unable to pronounce.
He was unable to explain and make sense of it.
However that is not my destiny, perhaps not even one that I choose, nor my birthright.
And that makes it so easy to understand that I do this.
Not for me to set something straight or have it make it known.
It is just that.
The simple fact is there is so much more than we know and think there exists.
Especially when it comes to love.
Perhaps a system unknown or just the only to live for.
Love, I mean.
Because what else?
And I am saying this, while I am having my coffee.
Sitting at a shared table, where the girl that is sitting a few seats away from me, just gave me a smile.
Don’t know why she did that.
Perhaps it is what I needed to see.
Or for you to read.
For entertainment purposes or just that you know this exists too.
Smiling at a stranger doesn’t cost anything, because it is not always about you.
It is a way to connect and make yourself known without speaking.
And yes, I smiled back.
I believe that was polite to do.
To return the favor and we can both continue with whatever we need to be doing.
And I don’t think this has anything to do about love as such.
However, sometimes we need to have a bit of energy and to see some other person, for us to be able to complete the task.
And that was all there was in that moment.
Not a way to see for her if I was gay or straight.
She wasn’t smiling at me to see if I was that.
There was nothing sexual.
Love just goes where it is needed and that has nothing to do with being a male or female.
It was just for her to energize, perhaps feeling the companionship to not be alone working at this table.
Where she was sitting alone, before I came to this place.
And with saying this, having this little trip down to get some coffee.
It is that I woke up this morning and felt I needed to write about what this journey of love is about.
Because there are many stories already and I have expressed a couple of times, perhaps even a heart’s wish, to make money with my writing.
A journey in itself, however I am connecting it with my love journey.
To have its roots, where it is safe to be and grow what it needs to become.
Perhaps even more a legacy I am keeping.
That I can look back one day and know where I have been.
To remember and have a backup for my memory.
However of course it is also for people to read and understand that all is going to be ok.
Because the journey of love, or my love journey is a lot.
However I need to explain a little bit more.
To make it complete.
Something I was feeling this morning when I woke up.
And I was thinking about it a lot.
It was just really getting time.
That people understand what this love journey is about and where to look.
Perhaps even where to look for me.
Not to say I have to write better, since there is no right or wrong.
There is just moving forward.
My stories are a way to find answers, to be ok with everything that is happening.
A way to express and make it known.
But moreover my love journey is this.
It is where I go into deep.
In my thoughts, my feelings and things I see, experience and everything else.
Sometimes we can’t always express ourselves.
In this journey of where I go into deep, is where I can find the things for me to understand about love.
Writing is a way to heal. To leave behind what isn’t necessary.
But moreover it is also for you to understand what all is there.
When it comes to love.
Perhaps even for you to move forward where you are stuck.
It is not just that I can make a story of love out of things.
However, that is quite extraordinary already.
I can’t say why I can do that.
But I think it is very welcome in a world that has its foundation on fear.
What I learned in my life so far, where I learned to heal.
It is that everything is connected to something.
Our thoughts, feelings, things we are doing.
It is a way to keep us alive and make us exist.
At the same time it is giving us purpose.
To keep on going with whatever we are doing.
Perhaps this is where we can make a change.
For ourselves.
To live the life that is meant for us.
Hopefully full of love.
I hope so at least.
Even if that is just for myself.
Where there is a story that is connected to love, I write about it.
And that can be everything really.
It comes from the thoughts I am having, the things I am feeling and experiencing.
A way for people to read and know.
That is a part of the journey.
Not just my experience.
I am not alone in this, because love surrounds all.
A life lesson.
I guess.
But the core of my love journey is where I take you with me.
Into deep in my thoughts and feelings.
For the simple fact I can find these places in myself and I am happy to take you there.
I am not afraid to show you.
It is not a hidden place, but my writing is a way to make it come to the surface.
It is something sensitive and private.
Perhaps spiritual to make that way down in myself and come back with this preciousness.
Because my love journey is that to me.
Precious.
But you know, most of all it is who I am.
Every single story, sentence and word.
All is true and vulnerable in its essence.
And by saying this.
I finally made it.
I made it complete.
Because I have to say, it was really really hard for me to express this.
I think I was a little bit afraid there.
What you were thinking about it.
That I was a fool or perhaps a bit crazy.
But I am not that.
I am just full of love.