Heavy Boots- be gone

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy- ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness- that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what- at last- I have found.

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We love because it's the only true adventure.

My oh my, do things get messy.. It seems so cruel and wrong that we give ourselves so truly and freely to vaporous passions. We throw our hearts to the wind, praying for a mere echo to comfort us in return. We run blindly, and at full speed with high hopes and careless, irrational thoughts- arms wide. ...... And sometimes there isn't an embrace waiting for us. We end up standing alone, criticizing all that we stand for within ourselves.

It all seems so crude when you're left alone.

Yet, what would we be without vulnerability? Though in the valley we're walking in the midst of death, once it's conquered- life's gains it's luster back a hundredfold. Which in itself could bring you to your knees in thanksgiving. When the seasons switch and we're able to evaluate all the mess, we can see that somehow it all has morphed into something intricately beautiful & for perks, has also led us on this 360 degree turnabout that at first we failed to trust, but we eventually find it was precisely mapped out all along.

How boring and wasteful would a life be without adventure?