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I’ve always thought it an oversight that there are not as many words in English for love as there are Inuit/Yupik/Aleut words for snow. I love snow so that’s not the huge leap in comparison that it might seem. 
We are stuck with ‘Love’ to encompass a huge amass of emotion, a quagmire of unknowns. There are some loves you know you feel without question, to love your child, your family, your friends, your job, to love autumn, the sea, certain foods, items of clothing: All so vastly different and yet one adjective. It’s not enough.
Also, being ‘in love’ changes with the factors of life… often time will be an issue ‘I loved her still, although we were not in love.’ It’s so variable.
When most people think of being ‘in love’ though, it’s that all consuming, mind numbing state of excitement, longing and hunger for an individual who sets your world on fire. Life divides to shadows and light; shadows when you can’t be with or in contact with them, the light of a thousand stars when you are.
You long for those moments when you can be together, the intimacy of having that amazing person in your orbit. The world is more colourful, more positive. You find yourself smiling for little reason, you feel lighter like air is cushioning your feet. Excitement builds as you learn and discover each other, finding sources of togetherness, you can’t wait for that next moment….
…sadly often short lived.
I have felt that enduring, all encompassing love and I’m grateful.
It truly is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all, my opinion for what it’s worth but that will be my poetic soul.
And I have a lot of love in my life, of many different types.
And I have lost love, I may survive yet.
©️ Juliette Turrell
September 2018
Juliette Turrell 
I just [insert appropriate word here] this soooooo much.
Deeply contemplative you is most endearing ♥
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Aww thank you gorgeous 💕
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I define love as “a mode of communication characterised by openness, honesty, spontaneity and generosity.” We feel it when the channel is open, and it is fragile because the protective walls so easily come up when we feel threatened, perhaps by criticism from the other person or fear of something we feel in ourselves. That’s why I think unconditional self-acceptance is so important. It is what allows us to feel secure enough in ourselves to remain open in the face of criticism.
I think we feel the intensity you talk about at first because that channel has opened up into the exciting new territory of another soul who is there to explore and savour. Imagine going to an exotic location for a holiday. It’s intoxicating. But you love it so much you decide to move there. Thirty years later, you still love the place, but it is not a fiery love. Being there isn’t a novel adventure, but now the place, well explored, is much of who you are.
What you say about one word covering too many meanings, reminded me of R. D. Laing talking about loving steak : https://youtu.be/86t5GWB5qRY?t=2117
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Best comment ever!
My goodness 💕
Yes, I completely agree about self acceptance, it’s something I waffle on about often but not as well as you do!
And yes, a well explored place, still with great beauty to us and interest, that we’d so often think of as home, a home in someone’s arms.
I shall go and peruse the link now.
Thank you 💕
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Omg… I’ve never seen that! But yes! What a brilliant man… I shall watch the second half later x
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Yes, he’s one of my heroes. And the documentary is wonderful – capturing him toward the end of his life, when he was at his wisest.
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Big hugs Andrew 🤗🤗
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🙂
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