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The opposite of love, to me, means keeping things to yourself for fear of being reduced. And by things, I mean ideas, observations, praise, support... as much as emotions and worries.

It cuts both ways - we hold back for fear of overburdening those closest to us, but how many times a day do we think: 'you look beautiful in that colour' or, 'I love the unique way you think about that' but keep it to ourselves?

To love is to be human - connected, open, hopeful and present. I am not advocating a stream of consciousness approach to living where we share absolutely everything, but any time I have reminded someone that their smile, or the way they set the table or how much effort they're putting into their work is something I cherish, respect and am grateful for, I feel the love deepen and the possibilities between us grow.

So, the opposite of love is keeping things to myself. It feels narrow and dim, and ultimately lonely.

All the best with the episode :)

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