Love and companionship and to be understood and appreciated by another person is one of our basic needs. It is a lonely life when you can't rely on someone to support you and care for you. Yes, we take a chance on being rejected and losing that love when things don't work out, but we do it anyway because that is the risk we take to have love. We always feel that the next time it will work out, that is called hope. The sad part is when you have been hurt so much that you can no longer take the risk, you harden your heart to the caring of others and expect them to reject and hurt you. I don't care how many times it happens to me, I will fight not to become like that, I want to have love in my life and will always welcome the chance to try again.
No matter how many times we hurt we should always remain open to love.
Oriah mountain dreamer says it best to me in this poem about going through a heartbreak. No matter how many times I read this I can always feel my heartbreaks again and learn her wisdom again.
Night Fears
There is a crying
that happens at night
that does not come
while the light is with us.
There are things that cannot
be evaded
once the sun goes down.
Small nocturnal creatures
with sharp white teeth
silently gnaw at the edges of
belly and heart
when the darkness descends
and the void inside
grows larger.
It can split you open.
And the bone
in the centre of your chest
aches
like the cracked wishing bone
from the turkey breast.
And if we are strong enough
to be weak enough
we are given a wound
that never heals.
It is the gift
that keeps the heart open.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer © 1995
