It’s Valentines day, it’s a beautiful day, and I’m feeling warm and fuzzy. Today is a good day to take a break from outrage and turn to something more heartwarming. I thought for today’s post I’d share my favorite love song.
I am a lover of music and, indeed, have very eclectic taste in music. There are songs in my head for every occasion. And today’s occasion is one of romance and love. What is my favorite love song? It is so hard to choose. In the end I had to go with the following song for reasons that don’t have anything to do with me, but have to do with a story that my mom told me. The story touched me deeply and so every-time I hear this song it reaches deep into my soul and gives me a big case of The Feels. The lyrics are simply stunning.
Love is a recursive function, infinite looping.
You are the operator.
About the photo:
Made in Paris with a Pentax K1000 and Tri-x.
I am not a Christian or (for that matter) a Catholic but I read this prayer from St Francis this morning and I liked it so I am sharing it.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.
– St. Francis of Assisi.
I feel like this is especially relevant today with all of the hate that seems to be pervasive lately. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the practice of cultivating kindness. I feel like the world needs more kindness right now.
During the month I also read the book: “Love 2.0” (the one that is discussed in the article I link to in my original blog post). I also discovered the author’s “Happify” iPhone app (and website) and have gone through some of the tracks.
When I started the experiment I was at the tail end of a pretty bad depression and decided that lovingkindness meditation 3 days a week certainly couldn’t hurt! So how do I feel now, a month later? I can tell you that I feel much happier. I am not sure if it is the result of doing the meditation or simply my brain chemistry (maybe it’s both) but I feel much happier. I think that what is happening is I am making new neural pathways in my brain that are causing me to feel positive emotions rather than negative emotions. In my experience, due to my issues with depression, the first emotion to arise for me in a situation is negative. It took a long time to be able to take a step back and realize this was happening. When I was finally able to take a step back and understand what was happening it made me feel even more miserable about myself and I wondered if I would ever be able to have a different response.
So in the past month I feel like this practice has been a tool for me to rewire my brain. I am not saying I’m all sunshine and roses (my husband and verify this with you 😉 ) but I do notice that more positive feelings are bubbling up to the surface before the negative ones.
I am also feeling loved. This may sound weird to you, but feeling loved has been difficult for me. Mostly because I have had a hard time loving myself. But I am starting to feel like I am loved an appreciated, and that is a wonderful feeling.
In the book, Barbara Frederickson talks about love, physiologically, being an emotion that you feel in micro-moments. You have these moments with your partner the most, and with your family, and children if you have them. But you can also have these moments with anyone. Physiologically your body doesn’t really know the difference. So her idea is to cultivate this feeling of love toward all beings, not just the most important people in your life. She proposes that the more micro-moments of love you experience, the happier you will be. So as I’ve been practicing metta meditation I have also been trying to have those moments with others. As I experience them I feel like the best way to describe them is as moments of kindness. Indeed, being kinder throughout the day has made me feel happier.
When I was going through my depression I decided that I needed a break from Facebook. I do this a lot when I am depressed. I feel like Facebook takes a lot out of me and when I am in that state I need to limit myself to the bare minimum of things that I can do – and sometimes Facebook isn’t one of those things. Instead of completely cutting myself off I limited my time there. I only checked in a couple of times a day. I found this to be a good happy medium for me. I could still keep up with my friends but I was missing a lot of the drama and other things that bug me about the website. While I was on my semi break, and while I was reading Love 2.0, I realized some things about social media that is helping me understand my weird feelings toward Facebook. Frederickson, in her studies, suggests that this physiological feeling of love can only happen face to face because there is something that takes place in the physical realm for this to take place. I am not sure if I agree with this, and I feel like anyone who has cultivated online friendships would understand my disagreement. I certainly have felt connection with my distant friends. However, I am wondering if this physiological connection has something to do with my feeling like I need to take a break from social media when I am in a depressed state. I am wondering if I am just not able to fully get what I need from the online world and because I am not “filling the void” so to speak, it becomes this circle of depression and unfulfillment. I guess sometimes I need real hugs.
Just some thoughts. Thanks for indulging me. 🙂 And if you have read this far – wow. Thank you! ❤ 🙂