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Love in the Moment

Love is all around…bababa…bababah… Okay, okay, I never said I could sing, but R.E.M. performed a version of this little ditty (Love Is All Around, R.E.M., Unplugged 1991), and it randomly pops into my head because it is so simple and true. Love really is all around, tickling and sneaking by us all of the time. No, I’m not referring to lust or passion, but love, those glorious moments of bliss. They are everywhere. Think about it…in the last 24 hours, how many moments of pure joy did you live? Now, just guesstimate how many you missed.

The days fly by. We flit from one activity to the next. Check to-dos to “dones” on our never-ending lists. Plan ahead. Meet our responsibilities. Keep those around us on task, in-line, and presentable (I’m talking to you, my adorable little family). And, in the midst of all of this doing, magically, amazingly, love is surrounding us. Most of the time we are unfazed, ignorant to the miracles of the moments. But, every once in a while, when we slow down, open our eyes, breathe, and take in the world around us, we catch “it.” As innocent as a smile or as majestic as a sunrise, it is the euphoria we feel when we open ourselves up to experiencing life in that instant rather than foggily going through the checklist.

For me, love lives in those seconds when my stomach drops and turns and flips all at once; when I can’t help but beam from my mouth and my eyes, and my spirit wants to leap unbounded; when I am filled with so much delight I feel as though my heart really could burst. It’s usually fleeting, triggering my endorphins and then zipping away all too quickly, usually because I am distracted by some less glorious happening.

On my journey to live whole-heartedly, I’m slowly learning to take stock of these happiness highs. I bask in the experience, file it away, and recall it later—a challenge to my previous zombie self. I still have to fight the urge to do instead of to be. Just yesterday, my 4-year-old daughter was feeling icky. She wanted to sit on the couch and cuddle me. I begrudgingly obliged, secretly recounting all of the “important” tasks I could be checking off. She burrowed her head into my chest, wrapped a blanket around us, and the basket of laundry waiting to be folded popped into my head. I thought about the quiet time her sour-mood-couch-sitting-TV-time would afford me, if I could just get up from under her. What?!? I finally woke up. THIS is the “important” stuff. This is what stirs the soul. My rambunctious, wild little girl wants to BE with me. She wants intimacy and connection. She wants me to soothe her. My heart skipped, my eyes brightened, and I held her closer. The laundry could surely wait. I chose love.

Happy Valentine’s Day! Love really is all around; I hope you revel in ALL of the bliss that sparkles in your life today.

~Amanda

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    February 14, 2015
    • Thank you so much! So happy to have offered a valuable perspective. I’m in constant need of reminders too!

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      February 16, 2015
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