What do you LOVE?
This is a vitally important question.
Your life satisfaction…fulfillment…even your happiness depends on you knowing the answer to this question.
What you LOVE is deeper than people, too, the ones you spend time with (spouses, kids, coworkers) because you are alone sometimes, but ALWAYS with yourself.
What you LOVE is deep in the fibers of your bones. It’s woven in and through. And my guess is you’ve loved what love for a very, very, very long time.
For instance, I LOVE a cat’s purring. There’s something about that sound, the feel of it in my ears, under my hand, and as I watch with my eyes. It’s in the fibers of my bones. There’s joy, contentment, pleasure. There’s resonance there, too, woth the little feline being who is making this unknowable noise.
I LOVE water. The way it feels, the way it moves, even the way it smells. Plunging my body in water is sensual, enlivening, joyful. Sometimes breathtaking (cold) and sometimes a deep sigh of pleasure escapes me (hello, hot tub).
I LOVE Chester Bennington’s (RIP) voice. Lead singer of Linkin Park, his voice rips into me. He could sing his rage and scream words…but he could also just SING in a way that moves me to close my eyes and join his sorrow with my own.
I LOVE walking barefoot. Cool grass. Hot sand. Cold dirt. Springy pine needles. Being barefooted is enlivening to my whole being. I walk differently. My quality of attention becomes exquisitely attuned to the job before me – a simple act called walking. I feel myself in new ways. Alive!
I LOVE reading. There’s something about a book that draws me in. I love the browsing. The choosing. The sound of cracking open. The consumption of the letters. The immersion in the story. The way everything around goes quiet as my attention focuses on the pages.
I could go on and on about other things woven into my marrow. But I think you get the idea. The fibers of my bones delight me. Truly, when I think of them, they bring me deep joy because all of these things I LOVE are attached to them.
And, gentle reader, are you as familiar with your fibers? How you’re woven and what you’re knitted from?
I hope so.
Warmly,
Angie