love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Morning Coffee
As she sips her morning coffee, she looks outside into the alley way, wondering if her neighbors are doing the same thing, wondering what kind of life lies inside each of those little windows across the way. The weathered brick reminds her of the remnants of an old village, quaint and connected. She is tempted to open her window and hum a sweet tune, creating the possibility for some sort of connection. She lives in New York and she surely loves New York, but the verdict is still out whether or not she is made for a city such as New York.
By Sophia Scarpulla5 years ago in Humans
Think You've Met Your Twin Flame?
Think you've met your twin flame? Want to know how to stop them from running? Want to know how to stop the obsessive thinking? Well, the first thing you have to do is to get down to the bones of everything. You've got to get down to the nitty gritty – aka the truth.
By Natalie Sadowski5 years ago in Humans
Green In Love
Today I noticed how sweet the air was and how it rejuvenated my strangely fatigued body. Today I noticed that today was the third day I have felt physically tired. Today I noticed the sunshine peeking through my bedroom blinds, pleading with me to wake up and play with today...I noticed that the sun’s rays shone on my inability to let go. I noticed that I continue to fault myself for whatever has ended in disarray before, after, and today. I noticed that I refuse to share blame, or I don’t know how to, or I don’t believe I deserve to. Today I noticed that I have a deeper fear. A fear I never thought possible. Today I asked myself, “Am I a good person? Am the light that everybody proclaims that I am? Am I really a lover? Or sadly just a lover of the idea of love? So that would reduce me to a mere romantic? Which is a term we often use fictionally in this day and age. So does that also make me somewhat of a fraud - a figment of fiction...inauthentic, not as true-blue as I once thought I was before I noticed otherwise today. But then I asked myself, is anyone really true-blue? Because most of the time, what we see at face-value, is not what we get when we dig below the surface. And then sadly, we either run, or we hide. But real, authentic human beings are made up of many layers - complexity may feel undesired or unloved but it does not mean that one who is more complex deserves love any less. Today I noticed that I am true-blue but in a different kind of way - I am a palette of not just one blue, but numerous notes of blue. My hues of blue vary with every passing day, creating a painting that can be confusing to the outsider’s eye, but my canvas is just as inviting, I assure you. I only want to welcome love in my life. But, today, for the first time, I noticed that I don’t know how to love. Or maybe I do. Maybe it’s just a little displaced - a little fragmented. A little insecure in how my vessel of love should go about unfolding. Because what you may feel and see when you are around me, is exactly what the world greeted me with upon waking up this morning - the sunshine - a warm glow, an essence so sweet, an ora so yellow, so golden. Yet, if you look at the canvas that follows in my footsteps, something doesn’t match up. So in short, today was the day I noticed that what I have for you, what I choose to give to you, I struggle to give to myself. In elementary school, we learned what happens when you mix different colors together. Apparently, when you mix yellow and blue, two colors I am very familiar with, you get green. Green is not only a color - it means a plethora of things. It is like glass or emeralds. It is the space we see that is covered with trees. It is the definition of exploration, of innocence, of raw nature, of growth, the onset of harmony and fruitfulness, creativity and spirituality, fear of safety and security, so of fragility, but my favorite...new beginnings. So maybe my two sides, one igniting yellow, and one insecurely blue, amount to something seemingly beautiful - I am capable of love. I’m just green at it right now. And there is nothing wrong with being green at something, especially something as profound as love. Because love is something that must be explored, must grow, must be feared, must be fragile, in order for it to be the most magical thing that I believe ever existed on Earth.
By Sophia Scarpulla5 years ago in Humans
The Story of Sight Tianem meets Ridge Inoii
Sight never thought she would ever meet a man named after such a beautiful view as she had been. Her parents upon gazing out across the amazing Tianem valley from the highest lookout point on Mount Tianem in Isacari had named her Sight Tianem So’juan.
By Matthew Dawson5 years ago in Humans
The Pleasure Cruise
Fredrik H Renshaw was on the bridge of his pleasure cruiser steaming along at 30 knots somewhere between the west coast of Europe and the east coast of America. From his high vantage point he could see thousands of people enjoying themselves down below on his ship. He had been ship captain for nigh on 20 years and still loved every single minute of his job. Although, he did think to himself from time to time, that it was a touch lonely up there. Especially since so many people were having such a rowdy, raucous, racy time on his ship.
By Matthew Dawson5 years ago in Humans
The sunflower in my garden...
Spring was here. I thought as I got out of the door, that would lead me to our garden. The wind started playing around with my hair, as the smell of the flowers we planted some weeks ago, filled the space all around me. My mind was racing with thoughts, mostly those happy moments we had lately, in our new house.
By Eddie J Grym5 years ago in Humans
Love - Inside of Romance & Friendship
Falling in love is an experience worth living for. And the first time you fall in love, that’s a memory of a lifetime. Everyone has experienced love at one point in their lives, and its various strengths; it can lead to forming a small crush or possibly take over your body which causes one to fall in love. Love is hardly ever well-defined because everyone experiences it in different ways. One person can think it is love while another may think it’s an infatuation. Some people search for what seems their whole lifetimes for love, while others may seem to fall in and out of love on a regular basis. We can love many things, but the love between two people is only one of a kind; it’s extraordinary—it’s romantic. The connection between love and romance can tend to raise many questions. Still, there is still a lot about love that many of us have yet to understand. But that’s the power of love; we never know where it will lead us. However, in order to understand love, we need to first understand one of the main kinds of love—romantic love.
By Jocquetta Jones5 years ago in Humans
