One reader felt very passionately about Train Journal #11. Please respond and join the conversation. We at SLH appreciate E’s passion but also accept that society, TV, writers of ole, poets, damn cassanova and Romeo/Juliet..have created a mythical unicorn we call love (see this WED post to learn more about this mythical unicorn a.k.a LOVE)
Below is E’s comment from today’s post, and we thank her for her passion, heart and sharing.
Back of every mushy love song, behind every magical movie moment about, It, there stands “perfect love”, before Titanic and after Romeo & Juliet, beyond the loss of will and the jading of Will and Jada, there It is this thing, this It that makes the struggles, the pain, the heartache, the hurt, the agony, the anger, the tears, the loss, the profound sadness… worth it. Why else would we simple beings dare to try, try, and try again? Because we all know there exists an It and we know that It lives within deep deep deep fiber of who we are and ever hope to be; that we are love, we are one, we are best in unity. And in our short span of time breathing we hope to share breath with another who knows, It, our oneness in a way that is bigger than the two bodies, It can makes two bodies create a cacophony of harmony. It plugs them in to the One, together, stronger, than any other can ever do. When those two meet they know It instantly regardless of how they choose to stage the play of their lives from that point on. They know. Even if they deny it, sometimes, It makes you crazy, sometimes It seems too messy, but It knows. Ask the rare and few whom have found It. Usually they aren’t available for some reason and time passes and life happens and then there they are, sometimes decades later, finally ready for the It they saw so long ago. It is great comfort to see that It exists even if it takes a lifetime to do something about It. Even if one never does something about It, just knowing It exists is enough to propel us through life and into death with a calmness and a peace that comes from the confirmation of not being alone, of being One, of being God. This was a long response. But I believe in It, passionately.