Can we hear love

12th of April 2008

Can we hear LOVE?

We get so trapped in the day to day that we can’t see, hear, smell or taste what is alive and around us for more than that instant. The shame is that we cry for any opportunity to feel true love and yet would we know it when we hear it. We tear ourselves apart giving everything we have for the one chance to know love. Some even give their lives never really knowing the warmth of its wings wrapping around them, enshrouding them in love, yet the saddest of them all are the ones who have it and have either lost its taste or forgotten its smell.

Open your heart and hear the music of love. It is Spring time and everything is coming alive in our fair city. The sounds of music are all around and it is right there for everyone to hear, just open your heart and allow the music to fill your ears.

Most of you must think me to be a fool or a romantic nut case. We ask anyone who really knows me and they will all too clearly agree…hell just ask my family and they would gladly certify me if it would stop my fingers from typing on a keyboard. I am a man who can’t figure out when enough is enough and it is past time to shut up, but I have so much to say and until people start listening, I guess I will just have to get louder and say more until my voice is actually heard.

~LOVE IS THE MUSIC WE MUST HEAR~

There must be love for life to begin. I know what you’re thinking that I don’t know what I’m talking about. Yes, actually I do. I came from that loveless family with a father that found the inception of my birth to be nothing more than a night of sex with my mother instead of another woman he was banging at the time. My mother dearly trying to grasp anything from my father that might even resemble love, affection or just the absence of his verbal and physical abuse… hence my existence! I was another mouth to feed when neither knew how they would feed me. The greatest issue was that neither my mother nor my father wanted me.

The creation of a child within itself is an act of love, so even a mistake like me is done in an instance of love. My mother loves me and my childhood was as all four of the children’s was….with and without love depending on the time and the moment. Maybe the deprivation of the love I sought is why I know that it exists and that we all must strive for it. From my earliest moments and long before I could communicate externally, I knew what I longed for was the sweet audible pleasures to fill my heart as well as my ears.

So when you tell me that I don’t know what its like to be without love, my case is not the worst, but I do know its empty sounds. I was given the sweetest gift once in my life after I had given up on every really knowing love. At the time I gave up on true love only to have it sweep me off my feet and I heard the most amazing melodies while tasting the juiciest flavors, smelling aroma to savor and feeling more than anyone could imagine.

Life was meant to share in Love. Find it…Hold it….Live by it….it is what makes this world so beautiful and worth living.

Can you hear it?

Your humble servant – Todd M. Dobson