Risky business

This is going to be a quick one. I just read a beautiful article about the boldness to love. Yes, again. My point here is: how many times did you risk it all for love? And I mean all - money, career, job, your nice condo, may be even a penthouse, your new or not that new car, your nice clothes, your credited possessions... How many times did you prefer love to all of these? Ever? Never? It doesn't necessarily mean you lost all else but how many times did you accept the thought you could lose it or at least you were risking your well designed life and hard worked for life? For one kiss? For a stolen hug? For the thrill to whisper in someone's ear in the middle of the night instead of having "good night sleep"?

I'm just wondering where we are in our evolution these days. The paradox of our time is still valid - we have much, yet we lack the essentials. We work a lot, earn more, buy even more, yet we long for "happiness". Which is? In most cases I hear people defining it as "love" in one way or another. Be it a partner, a child, a pet, a loving family or else, it's all love. It should make it easier for all of us to sacrifice the possessions but it seems not to be happening. I can't point at the reason but I can share something personal.

I write about love. Not romance but love - the big, sometimes painful, often considered impossible love. The dream which very few dare to pursue. Like Romeo who didn't think of his family's wealth when he died for Juliet. Nor did he expect anything in return. He just chose love. Of course, it doesn't mean we have to commit a suicide to prove we love dearly but it helps make the point that big love, the one that carries us away into another dimension, it does take a sacrifice or two. These should be made happily - very important. I've done it. A couple of times. And while not all these loves ended happily, I don't regret now, when I look back. The memories are magical. They also give me the hope the better still lies ahead. Because I've learned already to choose love.

P.S. On my trip - a big victory - I booked a hotel! Yes, love helps. And yes - fighting fear means to admit it and to face it, and still - do what you fear and have faith. :)