girl and her heart

This week's Weekly Photo Challenge at The Daily post at wordpress.com is "Mine"

While thinking about what I should consider as mine, no material thing came to mind. No object or place. Surrounded by so much stuff, not one thing I can see feels permanent or unique to me. That was a dead end, so I decided to turn to more lofty ideas. What about feelings or emotions? Well, if I was going to wander in such a cliché mine field, why not go for the big enchilada? Love...

But which love to tackle? There are a million interpretations out there, all worn out by now. Which love is mine? So I looked for the love around me and it became clearer. My observation is that when love is associated with something or someone, it is impermanent by nature. Our relationships and attachments to people fluctuate, and our love for things can wane and fade. That kind of love is based more on receiving than giving, so it won't be ours for very long.

But the Love I speak of is in the essence of who we are if we are true lovers. A lover for me is someone who has a deep sense of appreciation and insight in the nature and the mystery of being alive and feels a compelling desire to share that with everyone who will listen. Artists are the true lovers of this world. Their vision is a revelation, and they have an unquenchable desire to share it. The creators of images, objects and words, no matter how talented, give their heart and soul because they feel they are a conduit, an expression of something greater than themselves. The true lover believes that if you're not busy creating, than you are busy destroying.

I feel fortunate that creativity is the central focus of my life, so I can I feel love everyday. Love that is mine to give…