What is the most difficult thing about love?

Remembering to feel blessed that it chose to grace us with its presence for a time, even if later it chooses to leave.

Love's a butterfly

Remembering that it is both the strongest force in the world, and the most fragile. Its healing powers are well mooted, but they are seductive. It is hard not to want to hold onto something that makes us feel so right and good, that is so beautiful. And yet to hold onto love too tightly is to kill it, perhaps to break our hearts in the process.

I’m talking about love at the human level, of course. At the deeper level of soul, aren’t we all one, a harmony composed of similar and yet diverse parts? To be in harmony is to be in love. To be love. In a world where we are all one in love, is heartbreak even possible? I expect not. If I feel brokenhearted at your leaving, isn’t it because I think love is somehow separate from who I am, something outside of me? The object of my affection may leave my immediate vicinity, but love cannot leave that which is love.

Which leads me to the greatest challenge of all:

Remembering that I AM LOVE.