love is…

love is…
commentary by jennifer kiley

today, i have been creating. i wandered into my creartive past and resurrected a novel that i wrote pre the days of the computer. i want to see where i was when i was stoned when i wrote and the typewriter was at lease electric. the novel has a good story and plot, great characters, good villains, physical promblems, love, renewal, psychological issues, art, writing, healing and riches. when i pick up something i’ve written in my past, i find i do not recognize it. the question keeps echoing in my mind: did i really write that? when i realize i did, i am amazed. i have creative amnesia. i never remember anything that i have created. today, i also created a new page for my blog titled “all things cinema.” i had a blast putting the page together. i love films with an obsessive passion. so this is going to be fun searching out for unique videso and information to post. hope you will check it out when you find the time.

and now for the main attraction. everyone wants to know somethihg about love. i know i like falling in love. i enjoy the high it brings to my insides. i believe they are actually butterflies fluttering in my stomach. love can be such a serious matter. it is filled with joy and it’s opposite pain. the pain is sweet and maddening. it oveflows and devastates. i know i cannot live withou it but i also find myself running from it. it terrifies me so. there is the rush then the anticipation that you will not be able to give enough back in return. this is definitely a topic i want to explore and write about more at a further date. now i would like to present the words that led me to write up this post. thanks, jennifer.

jayarrarr-defenistrations: an incredible writer on tumblr who authored the following words and they so spoke to me that i felt a strong urge to share them. here they are. i am going to arrange them in a way that i feel emphasizes them more specifically and separately.

If someone asked you what love is, how would you respond?

Love walks a tightrope barefoot over a bottomless pit engulfed in flames and never looks back.

Love conjures a smile through tears.

Love believes impossible things are possible.

Love is truth, and as such, is sometimes painful.

Love is necessary.

Love is the beauty that shines through cracks in imperfectly broken things.

Love is hanging your arm out of an open car window on a hot summer’s day road trip and pretending to fly.

Love whispers “it gets better”.

Love makes you cry at weddings and laugh at funerals.

Love pushes you, challenges you, refuses to let you compromise.

Love never backs down no matter how hard you fight.

Love is that one song you play over and over a hundred times and never get tired of.

Love takes charge when you’ve lost all hope, and makes sure you keep going.

Love thinks you’re amazing and doesn’t give a fuck how depressed, angry, ugly, or stupid you feel.

Love is lightning bugs.

Love is spinning ‘round and ‘round in circles until you fall down.

Love is the wave that knocks you off your feet when your back is turned.

Love is stubborn, and won’t take “no” for an answer.

Love is fearless.

Love is also blind, deaf, and dumb —
and that’s a good thing. 

Love – John Lennon

Oh My Love – John Lennon

5 thoughts on “love is…

  1. So very moving and poignant. Love is…the glue that holds the universe together…a moment of heart-burst, when content spills out, cannot be withheld and loses boundary. Love is my granddaughter, her fairies, vision, imagination, purity and sweetness. Love is calm, without agenda or fear, wanting nothing in return other than to behold the beloved. Love is exaltation, when the beauty of the-thing-in-itself is seen, recognised, given value. Love is the dissolution of self for the sake of the other. Love is here on this page.


    • you are so poetic in your writing. when you speak of your granddaughter with such boundless and endless love. of all things good that come from within her and surround her. you know the truth and feelings of love. it is in the fullness of your words. they flow so freely from within you. i feel their touch upon my soul. your words open the door to my overly protected heart. your love has no fear but mine is guarded by fear. fear is my jailor and i am trying to break apart the bars that close me in. you know the password and have the power within you. i feel it and i am reaching out to meet it. love is within me. i so recognize love when it is before me. i must summon up the bravery to open myself up to receive it and to share my love in return. i do feel it alive on this page. love is here now. it will remain open.


  2. I apologize for having been so caught-up with the release of my new book that I have been overwhelmed and have neglected to respond. It is always difficult to trust another, largely because we do not trust ourselves or personal judgement. Your heart reaches out to many through your pages. You are loved through the beauty of your mind, which is not entrapped by fear or physical restrictions of time and space. Minds transcend all that. Minds meet.


    • you were doing something extremely important, preparing your book for re-release. i read further into the book. your depth of understanding and your experiences give me further understanding of your life. what you say about the mind in your comment, if i can get past the censors the truth pours forth in a flow. i rest sometimes just to let my muse have a chance to relax. i need it too. but then we start up again. all of me goes into my writing. it is impossible to be fake. what would be the point. opening up is the only way to learn and to find the whole truth about anything. the fear is a constant battle for me. i am winning more often than losing these days but it stands before me and dares me on to challenge it. it’s like the devil who wants your soul. it thinks i will crumble but i am stronger than it. i may not remember that all the time. but my mind remembers eventually and pushes us through the labyrinth. somehow, i have it in my mind that it is important to expose the secrets that tried to destroy me and others who lived “life in quiet desparation” for most of their childhoods and on into their adulthoods. i’ve been fighting since i was a teenager. i almost lost the battle several times but i’m still here. you are right, my mind transcends all that fear and physical restrictions of this reality of time and space. our minds meet with other minds and we make the truth known. we bring it out of the shadows. i want to add one more sentence: i think and feel the power and wisdom contained in your book “The Coming of the Feminine Christ,” and now i feel how it will effect all who read from it. i bow to you, to honor you for re-releasing such a gift. i recognized it’s power from the words of those who already had the experience previously of reading your book. thank you. namaste & love, jennifer ~the secret keeper


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