Be Desperate.

We often love conveniently,
comfortably, conditionally, easily, affordably, rationally.

But what about the things that we love desperately?
Aren't those the things that speak from the deepest depths of our souls?
The things that speak most honestly about our dreams and desires, but also directly about our fears and flaws as well.
Those we love desperately have a separate hold on us.
We love them with all that we have.
That makes us uncomfortable in moments.
The thought of losing those things and people can't be imagined without being connected with deeply intimate pain.
And so we stand in fear of that kind of love. The kind of love that pushes our limits and exceeds our expectations.
We cover up our love for those kinds of things by playing too cool for hugging mom, or playing hard to get for that guy of our dreams, or by holding back from our friendships. Loving desperately makes us feel weak and vulnerable, and we are not okay with that.

But what if we overcame the fear of loving things out of our control.
Like loving friends, those who can choose at any moment to love us back or to leave us. Seriously scary, and yet, we love them desperately, just in secret.

How much richer our lives would be if we could love them desperately out loud; without care of love in return. How much more we could offer those around us that would affirm and bloom one another if we would allow ourselves to love desperately. We don't naturally live our lives in relationships to their full potential, and I am not outside of this we. I do not live naturally to my full potential; there are only a very few who know that I love them desperately.

But what if I chose to love more desperately.
What if I chose to look right at my fears, of rejection, and abuse, and abandon, and then choose to look beyond those, at the person those fears stand in front of. Seeing their needs and fears beyond my own.
I think we desperately need to conquer fear. It constrains us, usually in those places we feel most comfort, the places that keep us stagnant.
We were made for so much more, let's live that way, starting with how we love each other; desperately, with all the efforts we're made of.




Danielle Nicole.