When I meet certain people in person, or even online after a period of time, there comes that moment when my heart grows too big for my chest and it reaches out to bring each person in to where my soul is, and they belong to me. From that moment on, whether they like it or not, they are mine. I will love them, help them when I can, defend them, and yank a knot in their tails if I have to, for their own well-being.
I have found the one whom my soul loves.
Song of Solomon 3:4
There is no rhyme or reason to it, no plan or anything to be gained by the loving of another. It just is. It is pure and honest and not to be dismissed if you have a lick of sense about you at all. Because its rare, and wonderful, and the purest of magic. You can’t stop the feeling, nor can the other keep you from it. It is a super power that heals me, and whether they admit it or not, it heals the one gathered close whether literally or figuratively speaking.
My soul was exposed, fully naked, baring truths for only you to see.
~ Stephanie Melish
There is a courage necessary to draw people into your open heart. Twice as much courage as it takes to open it up to begin with. You risk ridicule, misunderstanding, abuse, and purposeful injury. But if you’re brave enough to chance it, you have the potential for the greatest joys, strongest friendships, lessons of a lifetime, and love that never wavers. You might gain the other half of your soul whether it be friend, or lover, it truly doesn’t matter to the heart that you open.
According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs, and a head with 2 faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves. ~ Plato, The Symposium
There are many I love, both known, and sight unseen. I cannot help it, nor do I want to. My love for them fills me with the greatest joy because, if we are all love personified, we have to express it to really live to our fullest potential. It can be words spoken, money shared to help or heal, support silently given, or just a quiet and complete understanding that so few ever experience.
The people I’ve gathered to my heart cannot be replaced. Were they to remove themselves, they would be mourned for the duration of this life. They would not be replaced by the hearts I gather after their leaving, nor would my missing them lessen until I find them the next time around. I have in my heart the famous, the infamous, the pillars of the community and what some consider the dregs of society.
I love them all. They belong to me…
And I always remember that the lives I see were chosen ahead of time by each person for the lessons they would share with the world from their experiences. What kind of courageous heroism does it take to pull that onto yourself?
I takes the kind of soul I draw into my family of choice, to treasure and protect. These people are my reason for being. This is why I gather them, these are my soul family…
Find yours, love them…shine.