Love Language seems to come back in my life.
A video on Facebook I have seen several times.
The explanation and even examples.
Presented in a stand up show.
Not the same as I have been watching before.
However something was missing.
It was poor.
Poor in the explanation and the examples.
Or perhaps it was just for the crowd to understand?
Me just being the spectator of the show and not a participant.
Not saying anyone is dumb or poor.
Just my opinion.
My mind went wandering.
Perhaps a little bit of spinning.
It is nice to know that these types of languages are connected to love and it is good to see how to recognize them in our own daily reality.
But the richness is to understand these 5 types of love language and to bend it for our own good and the people around us that we love.
Maybe even to the ones that we don’t love.
That is still a connection.
Understanding is one thing, but the next step is to allow it to make it something sustainable for those who are not privileged to understand it in that way.
To practice it and to show it to them to grow further. For everyone involved.
As this is what love is all about.
It is just my belief of a better way, perhaps even the best way of sustaining this language.
This means, that I give you a gift, for example a yoga mat, that is allowing you to do exercises that you normally wouldn’t do, because you don’t have it and you really want to try.
Or I am giving it to you anyway, so you will start practicing it one day.
The gift of already being there.
I am staying in the same room with you, giving you my time and attention so you are able to sleep and don’t have a nightmare.
I hold you in my dreams.
I am listening to what you have to say, so you feel valued and worthwhile.
I accept your gift, the sweater you gave me, because it matters that you put the time and effort to look for it.
Eventhough I can smell it has been laying on the shelf for many months.
It is that I Love you.
This is my way of saying that, because you don’t want to listen to my words, buckled up in your own way.
So, I am accepting just your gift.
I really do.
Perhaps even till death do us part.
I give you a massage, because the touch of skin to skin reduces stress.
I hold your hand to let that girl know that you are taken, because you can’t seem to get over her.
She would know you moved on, so it will allow you time and space to heal.
I am just really nobody.
I sit with you no matter how long, until you speak for yourself, until you know you are worthwhile for yourself.
Because I already know.
What I am saying is that this language doesn’t stop there with the knowing and the explanations of just words and examples of reality.
It has to become reality.
To elevate and sustain a society to grow.
A true meaning of love.
I hope this makes sense.
Then again. Love Language is not just these 5 languages.
At least that is what I believe.
I think of learning Portuguese, a real language.
For making a sustainable living in Lisbon, a city I am finding out I love.
Love doesn’t only contain people, beings or things.
I think you already know that.
So, I wonder.
Is learning a language an expression of a love for that city or country?
And does it mean that to learn a language is to love in the first place?