Living in Love
What is it like living in love? How does one know they are in love? Is it a feeling that could be misleading or is it a knowing? Do you know you are living in love? Or is no love in the life you live? Do you always wear a frown, never finding a smile? Do you hate everything from the time you wake to the time you sleep? Or do you not recognize the love you are living? Do you make a choice to love or hate? What is hate and how does it differ from love? Love and hate are both motivators, they will both spin you about till you glow, sending out sparks. How they ignite depends on the receiver of the sparks. If they are dry they may catch fire and burn rapidly. If they are dampened with water they may just smolder and not burn. A dry sense humor doesn’t laugh. So be dampened with water and wear a smile, even if this smile is worn inside, it will be apparent outside as well. So don’t fret if you don’t see a smile, watch and know that smiles show in love.
I love my soaking tub even if not plumbed in, in a proper manner, yet. I love to soak and scrub. Off with the old uncovering the new, as it has been in hiding under layers of old and dying. The old is good but at some point the layers have to come off, giving the new skin a chance to live like leaves on the tree.