The story of love

Sometimes love is not what we believe, it is not a I need you, but it is a I prefer you. It is that personal and personal force that only has meaning for two. Therefore, on those nights when we remember him, we must keep in mind that keeping him alive is a very difficult task that depends largely on what we demand of him.

Idealized love, the love that we have learned to admire is that of Disney movies, that of soap operas, that of Romeo and Juliet, that of I die for you and you for me. But the reality is that We should not die for love, we should live loving, loving ourselves. Loving what we are when we feel love, when we love each other and are loved, without excuses, without chains, without handcuffs and, above all, without rushing…

What is love?

We have learned to praise “once upon a time” love without realizing that it is unequal. and that it does not do justice to reality. It is precisely living in this error that makes us feel frustrated and throw away at the first opportunity the feelings that we have worked so hard to forge.

The story that we bring you today faithfully reflects thislove

“I will shape you,” said the ax to the piece of iron. while it descended with all its force on one of its sides. But with each blow he gave it he lost its edge, until after a while that tool could no longer take any more, it had become completely obtuse.
“Leave it to me,” replied the saw as it stuck its teeth into the piece of iron, which disappeared one by one.
“I’ll take care of shaping it,” the hammer said arrogantly, while mocking his companions who had failed. But after several blows the handle broke and his head came off.
“May I try?” a small llama humbly asked. The three of them laughed out loud, but they allowed it because they were convinced that he was also going to fail. However, that little flame covered the piece of iron; did not get rid of him, He hugged him and burned him until he became soft and gave him the shape he wanted. That little flame achieved what the other three powerful tools could not achieve.

Love conquers all

There are hearts in the world so hard that they can resist the blows of anger, the teeth of bitterness and the blows of pride and rejection. But no matter how severe the person’s heart is, it will not be able to resist the attacks of love; because love is the most powerful force in this world.

Sometimes, on our path we encounter hearts forged of iron in the cold heat of battle that need the softness of love to achieve fulfillment. It is in these moments that Our erroneous learning about what love is can destroy it.

But I have to say that looking for your better half is an impossible or largely complicated task, because There are no orange halves in the world. If you undertake that search you will only find frustration and pain. In the world there are whole oranges, oranges that roll alone and that from time to time collide and start rolling together.

love is an art

Love is an art that needs to be understood. It is an art and as art it is not measured by time, it is not a date nor are it just two bodies. It is the universal office that provides its services to all humanity, It is the child that we all carry inside and we must learn to care for and treat so as not to destroy the part that keeps us alive even when we are on fire.

Love, as an art, can be practiced. Or rather, liberated. Buddhist teachers affirm that our natural state is love, a love that seeks the good of others.. A love that desires the happiness of all beings without distinction. Love, according to Buddhism, is one of the few things that grows when it is shared. Giving love generates love. The love is infinite.

From Buddhism, love can range from a smile to a few words of encouragement, and even a small scolding to correct negative behavior. Love is everything that provides happiness to all beings but, above all, that also equips them with the tools so that they can be so for themselves. So, if we really want to give love, it is time to wish good to all beings..

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