What is love?

At some point in my life I used to think that love was the romantic relationship between two people.

Then, some time after, I realised that love was a feeling you have towards the people that you care about.

Now, I think that love is everything. Love is weakness. Love is power. Love is loyalty. Love is protection. Love is care and love is wisdom.
Love can hurt. And love can heal. It can make you feel the weakest person on the planet. Or the most powerful one.

I used to think that love was something I should avoid. Because of how deep it can hurt and how vulnerable it can make you feel.

Now I know that love is unavoidable. It’s essential for any human being.
Love is liberating. Love is essential. Love towards others, but above all else, love towards yourself.

Two years ago I was asked by someone to love myself. And I replied by saying that I’m not sure I know what that even means and how to do it.
And now I think I have the answer.

Loving yourself, just like loving any other person, means letting yourself heal. It means letting yourself be vulnerable. Surrendering to this light feeling inside of you that is love. Being loyal towards no one else but yourself. It means feeling confident in yourself without leaning on other people’s attention or approval.

Loving yourself means reaching for your most important goals. Achieving your dreams that will make you the happiest person on Earth.

Love means taking care of other living beings. Whether it’s a pet or a person.

Trying to make a stranger smile is love. Feeding your cat is love. Giving someone a piece of advice is love. Standing up for another person or for some great cause you believe in so fiercely is love. Cheering your friends after they failed their school test is love.

Love also means acceptance.

We all know that there are a lot of things wrong with the world that we currently live in. It seems like there’s something terrible happening all around us every single day. Terrorism, mass shootings, floods and hurricanes.

What I also know that no matter how many bad things will keep happening in this world there are far more people who want to do something meaningful.
People who want to help or change the current situation. Now let me tell you something:

We cannot change something we don’t accept.

And it’s really hard for me because being the compassionate person that I am, I am always deeply hurt when I see something upsetting on the news.

We cannot change the fact that terrorism exists if we don’t accept the fact that Islam religion and ISIS are not the same thing.
We cannot change the fact that homophobia exists if we don’t accept the fact that not everyone is ready to be as open-minded as we are.
We cannot change the fact that people will keep dying if we don’t do something to make guns less accessible.

You have to love the people that are hurting. You have to feel compassion towards the victims.
We are all on the same boat that is called Earth. We are all going down the same stream. And we have no other choice but to learn how to communicate with one another. And communication cannot exist without respect. And respect cannot exist without the idea that no other person is more important than you. And that leads to love.
Just like everything eventually does.

I used to wonder “Why are we all here?”. I think I still do, occasionally. And I know that I’m not the only one.

Humans have existed for about 2.5 million years. We fought thousands of wars. A lot of us died fighting them. A lot of us died due to some nature disaster, a lot of us died very young.

So what’s the point?
Why the hell are we all here?
Although I am an atheist something I want to make the reference to right now is the Bible.

I am no expert but as far as I know there are a few versions of the Bible.
In the King James Version, love is mentioned 310 times, 131 times in the Old Testament and 179 times in the New Testament.

Now, when it comes to the meaning of life or its purpose or what we’re supposed to do with it, I personally have two theories.

In my opinion, we are sent here to find that purpose. A purpose of our own life. This one thing we’re supposed to do to that maybe will change other person’s entire life. An advice we’re supposed to give to someone that will maybe change the course of human history.
Something that will change someone’s opinion on things. Something that will make someone smile. Maybe it’s a job we’re so good at, what we’ll spend our whole life doing.

The second theory is that we were sent here to love and accept one another. All of us.
I mean, there really were how many? A hundred? A thousand? One hundred thousand wars on this Earth? All because people couldn’t agree with each other. Because they didn’t want to give something up so badly they thought it was worth peoples lives.

Whatever you believe in, wether it’s a God or the Universe or something else, maybe we were sent here by Them to learn love. All and each and everyone of us. Maybe the day all of us will feel only love will be the last day we’re here. Maybe it’s a test. Everything around us.
A test or a lesson to know how long will it take for us to love each other.

I’ve personally spent far too much time feeling just about anything but love.
Hatred, guilt, disgust.
And just like the great Martin Luther King once said I realised that “Hate is too much of a burden to carry so I decided to stick will love”.

Starting tomorrow morning I decided that I will try to focus on love. As a person who have struggled with a lot of inner demons this decision is a huge one for me. But I know it’s worth it.

because love is everything.