We set ourselves up to our own expectations. Often times we let these expectations numb us. But at the end of the day, none of them make a difference in what and how we do.
There are certain things that can be measured. Like the Earth overshoot day, that happened yesterday this year. That’s a fact. We can feel bad about it, or not care. At the end, our reaction doesn’t matter. Whether or not we carry this as a priority with us during our day-to-day chores is what makes a difference.
Then we have the huge and shiny expectations about the perfect love. A picture that was drawn in our heads since our childhood fairytales. When we feel like we have to live up to that expectation, that can be scary. We might end up feeling broken or unworthy. But at the end of the day, love only exists unconditionally. Fitting it into shapes and forms is just a human behaviour. It’s either there or not.
We also tend to come up with scenarios in our heads. If this and that happens, then I would feel this. Or then I would feel relieved. And then it never comes.
Apples and pears should never be compared. As well as expectations and deeds.
I choose the present and unconditional love, with all its vulnerability. In addition, I feel grateful to have love to give. That’s more than enough.
Alanis Morissette . That I Would Be Good