Weekend-Engagement writing topics: WEEK 148 💌 The Love is Love

Focused on Love everything is clearer, more fluid, simpler. All the setbacks in life can be overcome from that self-love and love for others. Being, not necessarily love your neighbor to do charity. Well, you can teach others something that has served you well, some trade, some life tool that helps you to be better every day, from that approach we are already helping others.

Giving your neighbor a single piece of bread one day is giving him a single momentary bite that his brain will not remember as the hours pass. Soon your stomach will be desperately hungry again, and if you have not been able to get food on your own, you will become more dependent on others. You will not be able to feel useful or capable of meeting your needs.

When we realize how important it is to love each other, it is easier to decide about a good job, the right partner, the right advice and the most favorable path for you. When you have worked that self-love that has nothing to do with being selfish; on the contrary, it has to do with the ability to sit in that space just to breathe, to listen to the silence and drink or eat what you like. Feeling free to share without prejudice, give yourself what you want so much, or simply give yourself the pleasure of sitting down and listening to this song that fills you with good vibes. Do not wait for love to fall from the sky for you, who else to know what makes you happy.

I like the strength and power it has to change things. I am one of those who faithfully believes that love has only one form, of the same essence, harmony and vibration, that phrase of I love you my way because sometimes I feel in power to hurt you, it is not a definition of love, but of selfishness. I like love because it can get us out of that darkness in which we lock ourselves for denying ourselves happiness.

It impacts my life because it saves me from death, it makes me see that I can overcome the disease caused by personal neglect of my being, my diet, my body, and my care as a woman caused by heartbreak, deceit and disappointment.

Only self-love I stare at myself in the mirror. In that mirror in which my bones could be clearly seen because I had lost so much weight in my 30s, weighing 35 kilos. Even so, love rescued me, self-love, that internal force made me silently remember what a valuable woman I was, how intelligent I had been at university, how competitive I was in my job even though I abandoned it for the love of a partner, the good mother she had been. The exquisite sweets that I made and everything that I had been able to change in order to give my children a better quality of life.

The biggest challenge has been to break with all that sad past, to even put some painful childhood situations aside, in order to raise my children with love, wisdom and hope. They are the new being, full of illusions, of new projects that have nothing to do with all my sadness; on the contrary, they are that connection with pure, simple love, with the joy and growth of being to evolve and leave everything difficult behind.