Here's something I think about Love.
In the classic love stories, Love is transcendental - it's beyond our control and understanding. Love is something that happens to us and we have nothing to do with it. We just stand there and watch, as if from out of ourselves, as it happens to us and we are carried away by love.
But Love is not just that. It is also something that we do. By saying we love somebody, by loving her - we are loving and endorsing our love. Love is not just what happens to us, it's also what we do with it. We externalise love by loving, we make it so. At one point something happens to us but then it is us who love in order to continue loving. Without the side effects of Love, without the caring and the sharing and the little details and the contact - there is no Love. Love does not exist without the act of Loving.
It is true you cannot bring about Love at will. But Love is not an intervention of an outside but a projection of a human emotion. Like most forms of life, its birth is a miracle but its survival depends on nurture, caring and... love.
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