The Love Match

Love comes in different shapes and forms. We need to recognise the patterns that fit our evolution. The principle of the perfectly designed staircase comes in mind. We are awed by the designer. He created something from scratch and it looks breathtakingly beautiful. Everything seems to tell one story. It fits. Some day we meet someone and the feeling we get, ressembles the staircase awe. 

All the people we met before, were faithful supporters to the preparation of our love match, created with the best intention by an unknown force, that we could call the universe. We can count ourselves to that team of supporters. It seems that we need to be ready to let ourselves be loved. Allowing love to find us. Feeling the love running through our entire being. We get a better shape, influenced by the designer of love.

Everyone we meet in life, has a different meaning and a different role to play in the game called life. It is only when we look backwards, that we understand to what extent we were changed by that person. The intention to cross our path and to have the courage to walk with us, could have been assigned long before we could speak or maybe even before we were born. All kind of theories exist on that topic.

Just like the staircase our lives are built in the same shape. Day after day the pattern is changed, shaped and continues to evolve. We grow and become taller versions of ourselves. Challenged by life and all what it takes to live our days as only we can do. The deep warmth of love gives meaning to the whole concept. The shining parts of it leave playful traces like the sun does. Life shows its beautiful colors in its own way. Darkness hugs the light and both become a balanced pair.

The love match is not about one single person we meet, it is about the whole series of events and people that touch our heart to the core. When our heart finally truly opens by decoding the magic key, it means that we have gone through a deep process of self-acceptance and self-love. From this day on our heart can blossom like a flower and leave little sweet packages of love everywhere we go. In silent humbleness. True love never needs to be bragged upon, it simply is.

By Liesbeth Leysen

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