Mallory Rae's Blog

All you need is love.
The Beatles

When I hear this song, I hear truth. Because it’s true. When love is applied, anything is possible. Work. Play. Relationships. Going toward the greater good (and sometimes bad.)

However, I never really thought about the rules of love, the effects of “properly applied” love. Especially when I hear this song. It’s simple. All you need is love.

But no one loves the same, and it even varies from specie to specie (look at cats and dogs). Some people l say there is such a thing as “over loving,” which I believe to be completely untrue. A smothering love has a selfishness included, but that doesn’t mean it’s the love that is overwhelming. It isn’t as if there is a right or wrong love, either. It’s the showing of that love.

Of course, I am skimming the surface of issues–wrong love seems to obviously be a love of killing, or the love of pedophilia. I don’t feel I can really respond on that subject without proper research, which is time and money I don’t have in the least bit.

What i wish to speak on is how loveless our world seems to be. I say ’seems’ because it isn’t absent. Mothers, Fathers, children, friends, husband, wives… within the hatred we may hear/see from such relationships, there is much more love–we just don’t hear/see about it.

I once read in an article that it takes a customer seven good experiences at a restaurant to forget one bad one. I feel this can be applied to many situations. It’s unlikely for someone to enjoy another presence when they’ve had multiple bad experiences. I myself am very mistrustful of people, due to not just someones fault, but I also don’t trust myself to make a botch of things as I did in previous relationships (all friendships).

So, is this why in a world of crowds that we could be sharing and smiling, we instead avoid and ignore? I feel that we even ignore people because we are jealous. Jealous of their being so busy and unable to place an importance on the social aspect of our world, so busy that we turn on our MP3’s, look straight ahead, and stop paying attention to the world around us. We shut out the possibility of hello. We hide behind computers and say this kind of communication is acceptable with it’s impersonal nature because we can’t say our true feelings to the face of our everyday partners. We would rather place a comment on someones page to say hello than seek that person out to talk to them. We believe this is a convenience factor, not an insecurity.

How often has someone written a twitter or blog that seemed a direct hit at a certain someone, but no names were mentioned? Or maybe they were, but it was a complete shock because no one communicates?

As I’ve been taught with experiences in books, movies, and all relationships, love is meant to not only be unconditional, but also a responsibility. You not only hold your actions accountable, but to help keep your partners in line as well. When someone is going out of their way to take advantage of another, such as constantly asking for attention, but not giving it back, there are two responsibilities. One is for the person not receiving the attention to say something if they decide this is not okay. They tell the other, “You want me to give attention, but I need some as well.” After all, how is one to know another is not okay with this if we don’t say something? The person who forgets to give as much attention as she/he receives then has a responsibility–to not only hear the other person out, but to understand that, since love is unconditional, that doesn’t mean the other person should deal and comply with their wishes. The unconditional part is actually conditional. I don’t think anyone ever stops loving someone, but there is only so much someone can take before the way a love is given is unhealthy and selfish, a breeding ground for bad relationships. Love isn’t intended to be selfish, though it may seem that way.

Love isn’t as simple and easy as The Beatles place it when we start labeling it. However, just listening to the song, I find the simplicity. Because love is ultimately a choice. Thus why we hear/see so much hatred–how often do we choose love in our every day lives? And why isn’t it chosen more often?