By Ellen White.
Can we settle in to love?
I can’t seem to. It finds me and hits me in the most unsettling way. It forms itself through the impossible, fueling my imagination. I feel the onset of passion opening up a path inside of me, creating vision, hope and destiny that doesn’t seem possible through another source.
Love for me is unconventional and private, filling me with thoughts and images that only I can see. The rest of the world walks around me, living a seemingly happy, emotional routine of safety and comfort. And as I secretly envy that stability, I still relish in the inspiration, passion and creativity that wild love fosters within me.
“The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire.” ~ Field Marshal Ferdinand Foch
As an internal intrinsic artist, wild love finds me becoming a main ingredient for true expression. For a true artist transfers that emotion in to a medium for the world to feel.
“When you set yourself on fire, people love to come and see you burn.” ~ John Wesley, Evangelist, 18th century
The world seeks the ability to feel. Yet as a culture, we’ve lost our way. We act opposite to this true desire and hide, avoid and repress behind stability and routine. As a limited people, we don’t even know this. We don’t know what we truly want. Yet we search and act out aimlessly hoping for that which we ourselves deny. Music, art, literature and film potentially offer us glimpses in to experiences of emotion. And people of all shapes and sizes run to a movie theater or similar artistic venue to potentially feel a connection to something beyond the ordinary.
In addition, people privately blast play lists seeking songs of inspiration. Husbands and wives lie in bed next to each other, reading their own novels seeking an experience of feeling from the pages in front of them.
Reading Fifty Shades of Grey, people search, hope, attempt and fail in pursuit of the need to feel.
Wild love achieves this. Yet society’s goal for protocol, conformity and tradition aims to program this in to something less than wild — something packaged in structure and routine that I have yet to master.
I often wonder why? Why me? Why do I have to ride the storm of emotion and inspiration seemingly alone in this world only to capture moments of intense emotional experience that feels greater than the clouds above, yet painful in its distant truth. Who is in charge of delegating that reality on to me? Who has the capacity to become such a vessel? From where did this task initiate its quest through me?
“Anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of time. There are too many mediocre things in life to deal with and love shouldn’t be one of them.” ~ Tiffanie DeBartolo
In essence, the love of our wildest dreams triggers the greatest visions, intentions and creations. And these are the energies comprising the most powerful elements of the universe. But wild love also at times seeks understanding — the part that is most difficult to obtain — because wild love never makes sense. It doesn’t come from a logical mind. It is inspired by spirit, heart and deep-seeded need. Need for that which makes us feel most alive. But since most people have been taught to understand the routine, and not the imaginative, real wild love is either too scary, too distant or too deeply guarded, enabling us to settle for something safer.
I often hear that artists suffer in mainstream society, and now I understand why. The artist dances to a different drumbeat that the mainstream public has not yet learned to hear. The artists’ canvas stands blank and open, seeking inspiration for expression. Open to possibility. Open to transmitting emotions like the waves of the ocean, rolling in and out, changing form and energy with the elements. To live like this is scary. In the end is it worth the ride?
What do we fear? To be wrong? To feel stupid? Do we hide behind our own truth because our limited minds fear the judgments of others? Society has yet to do its job teaching pride in the courage to feel and risk at the same time, pride in putting it all out there. Few are brave enough to risk it all for the unknown — the scary ever-changing journey of Wild Love.
“One person with passion is better than forty people merely interested.” ~ E.M. Forster
Ellen White is a creatively-inspired writer and entrepreneur. She writes from a spirited place within where questions about life integrate with visions of hope and self-imagined destiny. She studied Journalism at University of Florida and is now a driven business owner seeking to share a passionate message in a world currently obscured in creativity, love and vision. She dedicates herself to inspiring people beyond the limits of mainstream understanding, and potentially leading them to probe in to what could be, if only….If only more could dare to imagine that dream where life was filled with grandeur possibility and emotional enrichment. This message is infused virtually online through her business OmSingles.com, a progressive and creatively-inspired dating website she co-owns with a partner.
As previously published on RebelleSociety