Love Unrequited

It’s a full moon Sunday...and it's downright cold in TulseyTown . . .

This is the time of year when beavers begin to take shelter in their lodges, having laid up sufficient food stores for the long winter ahead, hence: The Beaver Moon. It's also called called the Frost Moon by the Cree and Assiniboine peoples and the Freezing Moon by the Anishinaabe.

A force to be reckoned with: Heather Cox Richardson posted an update.

We live in a plurivurse that has created comets and supernovas and whale songs and complex nervous systems. There’s no limit to what is possible and what we can create. There’s no limit to the love and goodness we can bring into the world, or the joy that we can live in our own lives. We have so many more options available to us, if we listen. We have so much beauty available to us, if we’re willing to create it. – Amanda Yates Garcia

Unrequited love is the love human beings experience most of the time. The very need to be fully requited may be to turn from the possibilities of love itself. Men and women have always had difficulty with the way a love returned hardly ever resembles a love given, but unrequited love may be the form that love mostly takes; for what affection is ever returned over time in the same measure or quality with which it is given? … And whom could we know so well and so intimately through all the twists and turns of a given life that we could show them exactly, the continuous and appropriate form of affection they need? . . . The hope for unconditional love is the hope for a different life than the one we have been given. . . The true signature and perhaps even the miracle of human love is helplessness, and all the more miraculous because it is a helplessness which we wittingly or unwittingly choose; in our love of a child, a partner, a work, or a road we have to take against the odds. – David Whyte, in Consolations: The Solace, Nourishment and Underlying Meaning of Everyday Words. Many Rivers Press; Revised edition, 2021.

These are not mindful times, they are heartful times – Mirabai Starr in Caravan of No Despair. Sounds True, 2015. Also available as an audio book.

The Way is unconditional, containing all conditions.

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