Santa Clara Meditation Relationships – How do you know when someone really loves you?
Pardon me if I share some memories.
I broke up with my boyfriend of 7 years at the age of 27. Three months after I broke up with him, I got a call from him. He asked if I could see him on the weekend. I had no regrets when I broke up with him, but I met him because his voice sounded so serious. We got into his car and he said he had a place he wanted to go with me. At the time, there was no such thing as dating violence or threats. I followed gently. The place we drove to for over two hours was a observatory for stars. There was a large dome-shaped building on the top of the mountain. The surroundings were pitch-black. And there I listened to an expert’s explanation for over an hour and observed the stars in the sky with him. During the whole trip driving home, he was silent and did not do or say anything wrong. Now, nearly 20 years have passed since then, I think I understand that this boyfriend who I had broken up with was very sad and took the breakup hard. The reason I remember every moment with him with love is because I was always respected by him.
Since I broke up with him, there have been several meetings and separations. I got married and gave birth to children. As time passed, I witnessed how love and life gradually change. Even the fact that I loved and received love it was getting to be blurred in my memory.
Our first child is now in middle school. He got a pimple on his forehead; it is so cute to my eyes. If I sneak up and try to kiss his cheek, he backs away in disgust. This was the same guy who looked up to me like a god when he was walking around as a toddler. I could feel it just by how he looked at me. He had 100% pure immersion, love, and dedication to me. It’s absurd to see the face of my three year old son on this middle school boy’s face now with a dark tiny moustache on his upper lip.
Large cherry blossom trees around our house form a flower tunnel in April, which is spectacular. I saw this morning, the petals were on the verge of coming to the world, ready to blossom. I’m waiting for flowers now. The cherry blossom trees that make pink shades that cover up the blue sky don’t say anything. Nature is doing all it has to do without saying anything like the cherry blossom trees. I guess as I’m older now I see the beauty of nature these days. Nature is pure love, not a love that remains attached or possessive. A love of giving generously and unconditionally is true love. Infinite love with no boundaries or limits of the heart. Isn’t this the love of great nature?
When I was young, I was loved and cared for by my parents, and in my twenties, I tasted the love between men and women. In my 30s, I raised a child and received the gift of pure love from my child. I saw how these loves faded into memories. The new rising sun that comes every morning, the land where flowers bloom and food is harvested every season, the air that I breathe in every moment always embraces me without a desire for anything in return. This is the love we are constantly receiving. A love that never changes.
by Donna Seo
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