Whenever we hear about love, we put unconditional love on a pedestal and declare it to be the purest form of love. That notion could not be farther from the truth. How can it be the purest form of love, because the moment a condition is attached, love dies. Unconditional love is the only form of love.
Love is blind, not in the sense that you get ready to jump off a cliff, it is blind to all conditions. It is funny how people swear to be in love head over heels, but it takes no more than a moment to disappear. Let me give you two examples: when a spouse finds their partner cheating on them or a grown child misbehaves, the partner cheated on or the parent often say “I had loved you so much and this is how you repay.” Did you notice how quickly ‘I love you’ changed to ‘I had loved you’? Love does not require any form of payment, nor does it change in accordance with the situation, or if the other does not reciprocate.
Who says that love at first sight, does not exist, ask the parents of a newborn. Furthermore, ask the couple expecting a child, they will tell you that love does not even need sight. True love is not a result of raging hormones or the altruism in our genes. It is our lack of understanding of it, that makes us want to classify it and find a reason for its existence.
The positive flow of energy created by love makes you smile and dance. It is an emotion that fills you, not drain you. The first person you should love is You, the day you love yourself love for others will flow naturally.
Here is a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, giving an insight into love:
‘If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love’s sake only. Do not say,
“I love her for her smile—her look—her way
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day”—
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee—and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity’s wiping my cheeks dry:
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love’s sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love’s eternity.’