To be loved is to be change (a short reflection)

I was looking for some pictures in my gallery, deleting some other ones, then I found amazing souvenirs that reminded me how powerful love and tenderness can be.

Is weird to me to realise Ive been loved since I was born.

Is very difficult to talk about love if we have lived in so much pain and sorrow through our lives. Its difficult to find and see the love as a brilliant light that has been present through gifts, help, friendship and even from your parents.

Each person has a different point of view about love. For some people, love is pain and sacrifice. For other ones, love is a religion, a fully committed event.

For me, love is a seed of light that is always looking for me in my dark days. Is the light entrance through a hole after a lot of rain.

To me, love is realise that I’m capable, I’m more than a giver, I can be loved as much as I love other people in my life.

As soon as we see ourselves as people who deserve love and light (even if love is painful sometimes), we will find the right people to love and to be loved. In love, I will find a way. In love, i will find some rest.

And, like Mitski said: “Nothing in the world belongs to me, but my love is mine, all mine”.

The way ive been loved is a foundation of my own existence. Without love, I don’t existe. I’m the personification of love, light and desire.

And if you have any doubts, I hope you can find love in yourself and realise that you have been loved since the beginning. You just need to open your eyes.

If you are feeling down, go out a see the light of the sun shining over a yellow flower. Breathe. Smile. Say “thank you”. And maybe, just for a moment, you will feel how love feels like.

Pictures taken by me, with my telephone. Little box of memories and love.