The Love I See

In a year of upheaval, change, and adjusting, love and relationship has been at the forefront of my mind. Thinking about this month’s prompt from the Exhale Creativity writing community, I sunk a little deeper into what love is to me.

Love is my arms wrapped around a child, as my heart reaches out to theirs and my whole body pulses out a song…

‘you are loved, you are safe here’

Love is the quiet hour before I sleep when I sink into my nest of soft warm blankets, fingers curled around the pages of a book, steam rising from my favourite mug and journal by my side.

Love is knowing that I can never fall. That I will never be alone, that although my family may be waiting across the sea, we stand side by side. Their faith and love for me thrumming in my veins, straightening my spine and reminding me of who I am and who I will always be. This bond is the backstory and subtext to my narrative of courage. It is easy to believe in yourself when you can feel a line of support behind you, never wavering.

Love is a friend who can read between your lines as easily as they can the truth in your eyes. The hand that rests in yours when words can’t reach deep enough and shared silence is the greatest gift. The arms that hold you without needing to be held back. Arms that allow you to surrender and give in to the exhaustion, to rest awhile as they share your load.

Then there is the love of a partner which calls to you deep within, offering you all that every other aspect of your life does and then something more, something without words, something in our very vibration which matches, entwines and creates a perfect harmony.

More than anything after a year I know that love is multifaceted. It has so many sources, both within and without. It is endless and infinite and the only secret to being loved is to learn how to receive it.

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This post is part of a blog hop with Exhale—an online community of women pursuing creativity alongside motherhood, led by the writing team behind Coffee + Crumbs. Click here to view the next post in the series "Love Looks Like".

Jessica Moranhttp://oldsouldreamer.com/index.php/2022/02/18/from-making-out-to-passing-out-love-after-kids/