The heart makes it own decisions and I trust it makes the best ones for me. Love doesn't come without pain. And pain is both an impetus and a result of growth. We stretch toward light; the light without and the light within us. Zorba refers to this experience of living as “the whole catastrophe”. I think that about sums it up. We don’t get to pick and choose-it’s all or nothing and it’s taken me most of my life to realize this, and to finally choose to accept it all into my being. Nothing is black and white. The color of wholeness is gray; that is the truth of what we see when we turn our awareness to our own shadows. As Whitman has said, “We are large. We contain multitudes.”
Perhaps the greatest evidence of love is the ability to endure and transmute the pain we at times elicit from one another without retreating from the relationship. If this is so, then you must know that I will love you forever.
