Love is the thread that weaves through the fabric of our interactions, binding us in a dance of empathy and understanding. It is the force that compels us to step outside the confines of our own perspectives, to see the world through the eyes of another.
“When we truly love people, we must meet them where they are,” you say, and in this simple truth, there is a profound wisdom. For love does not seek to mold or shape, but rather to embrace and accept. It is the recognition that each soul’s journey is unique, and that to love is to walk alongside them, not to lead or to follow.
“Not where we think they should be.” In these words, there is a relinquishment of control, a surrender to the beautiful chaos that is another’s path. It is an acknowledgment that our visions of perfection are but mirages, and that the true essence of a person lies not in our expectations, but in their reality.
“We must give them what they need,” you continue, and here, love reveals itself as a selfless act, a giving without the expectation of return. It is the offering of support, of comfort, of whatever it is that will nourish the soul in its moment of need.
“Not what we think they need to have.” In this distinction, there is humility, an understanding that we are but travelers in the lives of others, and that our assumptions may not align with their truths. Love listens, it observes, and it responds with a generosity that is tailored to the individual.
“We must respect them for who they are,” you declare, and in this respect, there is an honoring of the inherent worth of every being. It is the celebration of diversity, of the myriad ways in which we express our humanity.
“Not who we think they ought to be…” Here, love is an act of liberation, freeing others from the confines of our judgments, allowing them to be their authentic selves without fear or reservation.
“That is love.” Indeed, it is. Love is the gentle acceptance of another, the quiet strength that empowers, the tender touch that heals. It is the courage to be present, the wisdom to be patient, and the joy of witnessing another in their purest form. Love is not an act of transformation, but one of recognition—the seeing and the cherishing of another, just as they are.
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Beatriz Esmer 