It no lie that human heart longs to find love, to live in love, and to die having felt loved. As much as we may bullshit love or deny its effect on us, we always seem to dream about that place where we would finally find it.
We cant live without believing in love, and our constant search for it has led us to seek persistently of its existence and to ask others to give us genuine evidence of its reality. Love not an illusion, nor a fleeting intestinal emotion that ends with time. But unfortunately, we often search in others that which we should be embeded within ourselves.
That’s the first big mistake: seeking love in others but not in oneself or in one’s own conviction. We believe that it is up to others to show us that this is not a fantasy, and only when they make this tangible do we come to the conclusion that we are not just living in some wonderful fairy world. We often deny the fact that love exists in everyone who believes in it, because that is its greatest sign of presence. Focus, guidance and emotional maturity are needed in order to turn on the senses and emotions into a conscious decision to seek the good of another. A decision which nothing or nobody can change in one’s heart is a doing of love or circumstances. When you truly love, and when that love is the product of conviction, there is no human power that can make us regress into seeking only what we want for ourselves. In that sense, love cannot be conditional (“If you’ll love me, I’ll love you” or “I’ll treat you as you treat me”). Regardless of the sorrow that exists to some extent within each person, when true love blossoms, it is able to remain even in the presence of adversity; he who loves does not allow external factors to affect the quality of that which he offers.