So many want the promise. So many crave a contract. So many want a guarantee. But love is not a property or an investment. Like it was in the 50’s.
Where you revolve your life around building the perfect picket fence, wear pretty dresses, and walk on egg shells. Love is a space. And in that space, a belief is born. Around that belief, the action of love is wrapped. Like arms. And that action, assuming it’s healthy, protects the space where the belief continues to grow.
If you focus on the belief -the expansion, the possibilities, the greater that comes from two whole people, and the glue and growth today not tomorrow, and less on the deal, the agreement, and all the what ifs. If you love with instead of around or at.
If you stay in engaged, in the here and now, lock eyes, and hold faces. Gently and long enough to see deeper. Past one’s past. If you refuse to play chess and just be.
The most honest version of yourself. If you seek to be seen instead of wanted. You will create the space to believe. And as you feed and grow that space, the promise will be the fruit.