When we love, we give something of ourselves – indeed even all of ourselves. The mystery however is that the love we give completes us more than it completes the beloved. When our love is unreciprocated, or even scorned, it may feel like we lost something. But is that not the price of loving – giving? And the more we love, even if it may be unreciprocated or even scorned, we may be hurt and feel wanting – but we grow in the capacity of loving. That may be the wisdom of Alfred Lord Tennyson's lyrics - “It is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.” The reward of loving is loving itself.
3 comments:
Apo, I needed to read this. :) Thank you. An-anusan nak ha, baka ngamin agmauyong nak ton.
In our time, according to the "gospel" of the Sound of Music, we had a favorite quote, as follows:
"A bell's not a bell till you ring it.
A song's not a song till you sing it.
And love in your heart wasn't put there to stay,
Love isn't love 'till you give it away."
Now that you write about it, I am reminded about this quote. It couldn't be any truer today than yesterday.
Nandy
Amen.
Oh LOVE!! How could you become so harmful?
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