Movie Love
I had an epiphany the other night watching "Shakespeare in Love" (a flick from 1998 with Gwyneth Paltrow and Joseph Fiennes). We chicks watch chick flicks because we want that kind of love. Maybe that's not news to you. It hit me like a ton of bricks.
I used to watch movies and think that was "movie love," not anything real or obtainable, yet a part of me longed for it. I wanted the depth of passion that only seemed to exist on movie screens or in song lyrics.
My epiphany exploded when Gwyneth proclaimed in the beginning of the movie that she would have poetry, adventure, and love. Tears came to my eyes. I have that. I have that now, what I longed for, poetry, adventure, and love, with the man I call Prince Charming.
The wistful sigh I used to keep to myself at the end of a movie is now replaced with a snuggle closer to my husband with a kiss and a thanks.
I have movie love.
When I hear songs on the radio of true connection, I smile and think that my man wrote that for me. When we spontaneously dance around the kitchen, I feel my heart sigh the exhale of deep peace and contentedness.
What kind of sigh do you make?
The deep-down secret space in your heart is your inner compass. Listen to it. Trust it.
I tell you my story to encourage you. If you are looking for love, first take some time to get right with yourself. Take care of you. Honor you. Respect you. You know what that means for you. Do it.
Then, when you are good with yourself, allow yourself to believe that you too can have movie love. Believe that you are worthy of such love. That's a bigger hurdle for most of us than we realize.
Also, let go of the stories in your head and let the real-life script take over. When I divorced, I wanted a "story" of how I would meet my next love. I imagined meeting someone in another country and being whisked away on romance and adventure.
Truth is stranger, and better, than fiction.
When I met Prince Charming, yes, I thought he was handsome, attractive, and wonderful. But I had my "but's." He's great, BUT he's from my own hometown. How boring is that? We even went to the same high school. In my story, I meet someone exotic.
