Love is such a broad concept and is something that keeps us wondering.
Perhaps it even keeps us alive.
Is it the thought of finding this incredible feeling.
This is at least how I grasp it, when I think of it.
For knowing that I carry my mother’s love
Every day I write, about my life, things I experience when it comes to love and that needs to be processed or said.
At least for myself.
I was wondering.
Something I caught myself, not been doing so much lately.
Wondering.
The voice of Love
It is not that I want to speak about some content that I have been seeing.
Rather that I want to clarify some things about the female being.
Perhaps I am becoming a feminist, or something I already was.
Now it is just ready to be blooming.
The irony is of course that it comes from some content that I have been watching, that brought it to my surface. The things I want to be speaking about.
For the purpose of uplifting women
It is perhaps the month or the astrology of what is behind it.
But I want to talk about something that is called the feminine rage.
With a simple google search, the following is what is coming to the surface.
‘Feminine rage is the physiological, ancestral, naked and embodied response to things gone wrong in the world. This tradition, like every other, is patriarchal. It was articulated, written, and transmitted for the benefit of men. That often leaves women in the dust’.
Love is a hunting game
When it comes to men, I think the guys that fall for me are quite simple.
And the question is of course, is there any attraction the other way around.
Not to put any blame, just not discarding here my own responsibility.
Opposites attract perhaps?
What else could it really be?
‘I am here to stay’
Many times I am watching videos on different platforms on social media.
If you are reading my stories, I think you would know by now.
Not to make you feel bad, just that it is something you could be knowing from my stories.
It is also not about the videos, nor me writing and putting my opinion and expression over it.
I think this year is my 10th anniversary of practicing yoga.
The age of Love
It is not something that is coming of age, or perhaps it is exactly just that.
When it comes to love.
Age is really a thing.
All I need is just a man
Struck by a virus, that has led me to stay in bed.
If I count back, it must already be a month.
The virus.
The bounding to my bed, just a few days.
All for purpose, is what I know.
Not the purpose itself. The virus.
Reasons women can get upset
It was a short reel I watched on Facebook.
However I wanted to share the content on Instagram on my feed.
So I looked up the same person on this other social platform.
There I found even more content that just made me laugh.
I was sick all day already and mainly had been sleeping.
‘What is wrong with being the marrying type?’
It was a bit of a sunny day.
One of those days it was lucky that the sun was still shining in the late afternoon.
We were sitting out of the wind and that gave us almost a summer feeling.
Although it was still winter.
We were sitting on a bench, in a park.
However there was a busy street closeby, where cars were passing by.
We already had to stop our conversation several times from the sirens of ambulances.
Perhaps it was for a reason we needed to stop talking, just for a short while.
There was a lot we talked about.