Airflow
Life without thankfulness is devoid of love and passion.
Hope without thankfulness is lacking in fine perception.
Faith without thankfulness lacks strength and fortitude.
Every virtue divorced from thankfulness is maimed
and limps along the spiritual road.
John Henry Jowett
Tell me how I’m s’posed to breathe with no air.
‘No Air’ – Chris Brown & Jordin Sparks
A friend of mine has a facebook status that says love is like fluid, just when you think you are cupping it in your hands, it slowly flows through your fingers. She wondered if there was an art to holding onto love. We all do it – hold onto love – or at least we try, but it’s like holding your breath. A deep breath is glorious but it won’t sustain you for long.
Love is necessary for survival and we cling to it because it seems so scarce. Love is cautiously given, jealously guarded and hard to relinquish even when it ceases to resemble itself. It’s like we’re all afraid we’ll run out of air, so we breathe sparingly and only when we must. When love leaves, our hope goes with it because meagre as was, it was air.
When replying to the status, I pondered thankfulness as the key. Simple gratitude is the active ingredient that gives permission for love to come and go as it may. After all, love held against its will becomes stagnant and toxic. If you cherish what you have while you have it then you’ve enjoyed everything that deep breath had to offer. It’s not so hard to breathe out then and let it go.
Love is a renewable resource. There will be another breath.
Muchness 