Feeling Love

Feeling Love, We all feel Love Differently, You’ll see.

Feeling Love
Feeling Love. What’s in a feeling?

We all feel Love differently that’s for sure. As we awaken we are hearing a lot about Love and how we should be Love. No need to get all philosophical about Love. But you can. Well it’s all well and good to study Love, however how does one know Love. Because believing one Loves and knowing one Loves are two different feelings at least for me. This is the why I decided to write this post, Feeling Love. In an attempt to show the difference.

I have study Love reading all kinds of books about love and the only book I found that comes close to the way I discovered Love’s feeling is the “LOVE” book by Leo Buscaglia. In Feeling Love he did a wonderful work in describing Love. Even this book as good as it is. Is just a description of Love. If one wants to know Love one has to feel Love without words. That’s Feeling Love. You’ll soon SEE.

A Love of mine and I were emailing back and forth talking about Spirit and of course the subject of Love came up. I mention to her that her description of Love and my description are most likely completely different. And the only way I know Love was to feel the feeling of Love. I wouldn’t wish that on anybody. So She asked, How do I SEE Love?

So I told her a true story about the first time I felt Love. At least what I consider Now to be true Love. And this Love I consider to True Love because to this day, I never want the Feeling of Love in this way again. I know this sounds strange, well like I said, my description of Love and yours maybe completely different. So I will share my experience with Feeling Love so you can decide if that statement is true for you as well. If nothing else, it’s a different point of view about Feeling Love. This is the sharing of the email Feeling Love.

Feeling Love the hard way
Hey, They are missing a big connection from my point of view. Feeling Love how would they know?

Feeling Love

Well since you asked about Love. For me, Love is a thought the way it’s described in everything I have read. So for a long time now, I have questioned the meaning of Love. When people say I Love You, I often wonder what they mean because my description of Love and theirs, I Am sure is vastly different. So I will tell you a true story to describe how I feel Love.

One day I was sitting in my chair reading a book about Love. (It was the book I mentioned above as a matter of fact.) I needed some wood for the fire so I walked outside barefoot to the wood pile and grabbed an arm full of wood and was walking back inside over the threshold of the sliding Glass door when the phone ring. At that moment a quarter round piece of wood fell and slammed my big toe between the piece of wood and the slider threshold.

I have never in my life felt such pain. Must be something close to child-birth. I mean I was breathless, I saw all the colors of the rainbow and stars to boot. I still had some wood in my arm and the phone was still ring. So through the pain I walked over and drop the wood next to the fire-place. I really don’t remember doing this but the wood was there later. The phone was still ringing or maybe it was my ears ringing from the pain, but I walked over and answered the phone.

And managed to squeeze out a hello. I was breathless I couldn’t talk. My head was spinning, my ears were ringing. I was seeing all those colors and stars, and I couldn’t think at all. Sounds like Love doesn’t it? I heard the voice on the other end of the line say what’s wrong. It was the love of my life calling from work. I couldn’t speak. She kept asking, what’s wrong, all I could get out was a moan. This must have went on for ten minutes. I don’t know I lost track of time. Finally through the throbbing of my big toe and after ten minutes of rolling around on the floor holding my foot. I managed to tell my wife at the time, what had happened. Her response was Oh, I thought somebody die.

I thought, Bitch, I did die, and was trying to come back from the dead when you called. Thanks for your Love and understanding. I left the phone on the floor because I was still holding my foot, but at least I could breath. And the colors and the stars were fading fast so I knew I would make it. And she says she loves me. Oh, I Am Feeling Love.

Anyway, you are probable wondering what this all has to do with LOVE. So I will get to the point and how I describe Feeling Love. When this happened my mind was blank. All I could feel was the pain of my big toe throbbing. Slowly the throbbing let up enough that my thoughts started to return. That’s when I discovered the meaning of Love. At least for me. Feeling Love.

You See, during the incredible pain, all I could feel was nothing but the pain. As the pain retreated I realized, The first feeling I had was LOVE. I know it was LOVE, True Love. It was the most wonderful feeling I have ever had. Much better than any orgasm I have ever had during that act of making Love. Yea, right! Sex is just Masturbation with a friend.

Feeling Love, Yea Right!
Feeling Love, Watch out there’s wood around

Here’s why I know Feeling Love. And it’s a simple Truth. Because I really, really, really, REALLY LOVED it when the pain Stopped. True Story!!!!!!!

To this day when someone says I Love You, my mind goes back to that moment and I have to work through the pain until it stops. Feeling Love! So my description of love and yours is mostly likely vastly different. What you believe to be love is a though that creates a feeling of Love. According to the description of what you understand about love. How long can one think that thought? Not to say you don’t love! You asked, so I Am telling you my experience of Feeling Love. You are free to feel love however you want too. But my feeling of Love is that feeling, I had when the pain stopped. That is the moment of LOVE for me. Thus Love is a feeling of Painlessness.

What some feel as LOVE as that powerful vibration is the Intent of Creation. For me, GOD is that INTENT. Well love is just a feeling/thought. Big deal so is pain. For me they are both equal and one in the same. So when someone says I LOVE YOU I feel the pain. For me Love and Pain are just opposite ends of the same magnet. One end attracts the other repels maybe True Love is some where in the middle.

Pain or Love, Feeling Love
True Love must be somewhere in the middle. Feeling Love

It’s been Sung, Love Hurts, And they weren’t kidding. I know, every time I hear, I Love You my mind say Ouch! These people who through around, I Love Yous, all day have no idea the pain that causes in me. That’s OK, I understand. One day they will too!

Be careful what you wish for. I have learned that lesson, to be careful what I wish for because the Universe manifests my wishes. I wanted to know Love. Yes, I learned about Feeling Love. And to this day I have never forgot that feeling.

GOD works in mysterious ways! Every time I look at that toe nail. I have that feeling of Love. I can SEE the proof of my knowing. Now that toe nail doesn’t look anything like the other. It’s all thick and misshapen. And how Lovely is that? Maybe it’s a different kind of Love. The good thing is Feeling Love. I Know Feeling Love is a feeling of Painlessness!

Feeling Love in this way again. Not for me, Thank You very much!

Knowledge is Power

Experience is Wisdom

Take your Power Back

Feeling Love the hard way!

CJC

Winky, Feeling Love for You
Feeling Love, Oh, what a Feeling.

Feeling Love, not a feeling I want to feel again!

“I LOVE YOU” Just having Fun and Wondering

Just having Fun, and Talking about I LOVE You!

Hey, What does it mean when someone says, “I love you !“? What is love anyway? A feeling,  an emotion, are feelings and emotions the same thing, Stereotypically speaking? How about a thought, as I was thinking, a skin rash, a zit on the end of your nose, I bet you just love that now don’t Ya, or an STD? Yea, nothing says love and fun like the drip, drip, drip, of gonorrhea, Sorry!
And where does love come from, your brain, your spleen, your liver, a kidney?  I know, you are going to say your heart, right?

We can all live together in LOVE

Of course that’s the stereotypical response to that question. But you are wrong, big time. What if told that it really comes from your little toe, You would probably say something stereotypical like “I love you, but you’re wrong”.  Well,  go grab something to drink, sit back and let me prove my point… Are you Back? Hopefully on your way to get something to drink an event didn’t happen to you that would prove my point right off the bat. To coin a stereotypical phase, Hummm, I might have to write about that later. Anyway, were was I?
If you had stubbed your little toe on the corner while you were walking to get something to drink. Like I told you. You’ll know were I’m coming from. You can stop reading. For those that didn’t, let me continue. I know everyone of us has stubbed our little toe on something at some time, and all though at the time it doesn’t seem like love, it is in a big, big way. Believe me, I know because, I really really really love the fact it finally stopped hurting. See, I’m right! Love does come from your little toe and I bet you thought, I should step away from the bong. Well I don’t own a bong stereotypical speaking.

So there, now that we all know were love comes from. What the hell is it, I mean what the heck, is it? Forgive me.
We have ruled out STDs because we all hate those don’t we? I personally can’t confirm nor deny the fact that I know anything about STDS, nor can I speak out about them with unclassified Non stereotypical people. I had to sign a non disclosure statement to keep those facts Top Secret. I will leave that up to your discovery and the exploration into LOVE.

How about that zit or pimple on the end of your nose, is that love? Well, it might be if you love chocolate, Plus, if it’s Halloween and you want to be the wicked witch from the Wizard of GMOZ. It’s perfect. The people at the party will think your makeup job is amazing and will just love it. So, I guess Non stereotypically a zit or pimple could be LOVE.

You Look Amazing, Who did you Make Up?

How about a skin rash is that love? Well, you can get a skin rash from loving in all the wrong places, but we won’t go or do that there ever again. No way LOVE doesn’t hurt like that. I especially don’t want any comments from that Broke Back Mountain Dude that commented on my other blog. Just call Me Big Boy! My stereotypical phone number is area code (555)-555-5555 ask for Stuart.

Good thing it’s just an Allergic Reaction

Is thinking, I love you, LOVE ? Well, it could be and probably is, if someone has just said to you “I think I love You”. Maybe, this is why the Partridge Family was such a big hit! Or was that Olivia Newton John? That sang that song? Nope, I think it was the Partridge Family. Really don’t comment and tell me please, I really don’t care and I will be laughing so hard that somebody actually remembers it,  and they want to leave a comment to show me how smart they are. I couldn’t possibly comment back. Nor can I confirm or deny the fact that I watched the Partridge Family ever.

I love keyboards and the players

So did we find out what love Is? Nope! Stereotypically speaking. We did find out what it’s not. Sometimes what it could be under undisclosed circumstance. So let me ask you this ladies? If George W. Bush said he loved you, while he’s standing right in front of you. All puckered up waiting for a big wet kiss.  Would you know then what Love was ?  No way, you would be looking for the quickest exit.

Your LOVER Is on the Right

Ok, for the guy’s how about if it was Pamela Anderson? Would you know what love is? No, not where you feel your love rising to the occasion. Dumb Ass. What is Love? I didn’t think so, and they say two heads are better than one. OMG, another stereotypical phase that needs my investigation.

Man those are fake? I bet she swims well. She looks tired

Let me if I may, leave you with these thoughts about love maybe they might help us:

Love and the Self are one. The discovery of either is the realization of both.
I didn’t say Love of the self you techno nerds. Look up the difference between “and” in binary and “of” and don’t use any ascii characters either. That should clear things up. You know garbage in garbage out. If you divide Love by E=Mc squared use the exponent of M flip the variable and then flop the variable to the other side of the equation and you get WE=c 2. If you just flop it to the other side it’s just ME=c 2. Yes, you can flop then flip but that’s harder, once you flop down it’s harder to flip up. Unless you flop up and then flip down. Actually it work both ways! Are you with Me or We.

Each person lives love in their limited fashion and does not seem to relate their resultant confusion and their loneliness to their lack of knowledge about love.
Hope this ones not to deep. If it is, or I offended you, Sorry! Just move on.
One does not fall “in our out” of love. One grows in LOVE.
You See loves a Gmo corn growing on our little toe that grows and grows. Have I made my point yet?

And at last my favorite and the one we have all been waiting for.

Love is like a mirror. When you love another, you become their mirror and they become yours, when you stand facing each other, reflecting that love. You will see infinity…

Ever hold two mirrors up to each other and see what happens!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now that’s LOVE. Of course you have to be standing in the middle of them. If nothing happened turn the mirrors around you know shiny sides facing each other. Figure it out. Do I have to explain everything?

Stereotypical Disclaimer: I made this whole thing up. I don’t know a damn thing about  LOVE and I should have never written about LOVE. Now you are really confused, you thought LOVE came from the heart. Your right, I’m wrong, until you stub your toe that is. Then you’ll know I’m telling the truth for sure. If I made you angry or offended you , Get a Stereotypical life. I hope you enjoyed and had a few laughs. That’s what this was all about anyway. This blog sites not known for it’s deep and intellectual Knowledge. And my name is not Stereotypically Stuart. Nor can I either confirm or deny anything. It’s just easier to confirm and deny everything, so that’s what I am doing.  I learned that little trick from our governments. The names in this blog have been changed to protect the guilty, because their bad, bad people and they don’t want you to know.

A Non Stereotypically “I LOVE YOU”
CJC

Knowledge is Power, Take your Power Back

P.S. If you what me to write about more Stereotypical phrases, then leave a nice comment because my feelings get hurt real easily, and if they do. I’m just going take my balls and go home, and never play with you guys again. So be nice, and we can all have a little fun. After all I’m doing this for free.