Love is a place.

Spirit of Love

The smell in the air is like the scent of a fresh book or the taste on your lips after a walk in a fresh spring rainfall.

You take the first breath in the morning when you wake up and roll out of bed. Grab a coffee then you sit with your favourite thing in your favourite spot and wake up with the morning sun.

The birds are awake and chirping sweet songs to each other. Your dog sits comfortably at your feet as you both calmly enjoy the morning.

You make breakfast but not because you are hungry yourself, in fact you survive off coffee and snacks. You make breakfast for the people you love because you care about them.

My favourite place is love. Not because of the feeling or the smell, or the way love takes over every limb in your body.

It’s my favourite place because of how it encourages my mind when I’m there. Love takes you to another place, a place that is cozy and warm. Love is sitting beside a fireplace on a rainy day, it is comfortable.

In my beginning, love was an unnecessary part of the human experience. I let it break my heart before I even knew what it was.

According to a study on love by Heather M. Chapman published in 2011 on the University of Rhode Island’s website digitalcommons.uri.edu, love is doing good for the people around you, “We help our loved ones work through issues that would be ignored if they were a stranger, the idea that love is an impetus for good embodies the essence of the human spirit.”

I believe you don’t know what it is or where it lives until you see it smiling at you. It’s the moment when you can’t help but say ‘Wow this is too good to be true’.

Between the monotonous parts of the day somewhere between lunch and dinner, love is the only getaway.

Sometimes I forget it exists and I sit bored, waiting for something special to happen. I look up to the sky hoping to see a scene from the movie District 9 where aliens come to the earth. The chaos of life makes it easy to forget we are lonely and the chaos of aliens would definitely make it easier.

Love is a place in the mind where there is peace in the chaos. It can be simple or have a depth akin to the Marina’s Trench in the Pacific Ocean.

Once you have been in love and you fall out of it, there isn’t any company of people in the world that would ease that loneliness, yet you take life in day by day.

There is always a part that feels empty when you have loved and lost.

The empty sensation creeps over your entire soul and the feeling that all is right in the world, the feeling of comfort disappears.

It’s possible to walk around a house that feels dead and it’s a funny feeling. A house can’t be dead because it isn’t alive to begin with. Yet at the same time a house is much like a body and at the heart of the home there is love, it’s what pumps life through the house. When the heart of the home isn’t there anymore, the house just feels dead. It’s important to note that I believe love always comes back from wherever it went, chances are good that it just took a vacation.

According to another article from theantomyoflove.com, love has been scientifically proven, “While lust activates the brain regions associated with rewards, and pleasure, love activates the regions that deal with the most basic rewards, like water when you’re thirsty.”

I can assure you that love is the bike ride through by the riverside in Medicine Hat on a warm summers day or catching lizards for fun when I was a child in Clearwater, Florida. Love is where I discovered that the forests of Narnia were right beside my old high school.

Love is the very moment school lets out at the end of the year and you don’t have to worry about bills or work yet.

Love is where peace lives and you know where it lives even after it feels like it’s gone. I will always miss visiting love and I am certain we will meet again when the time is right.

For now, I will wait patiently for my favourite time of the year, spring.