First a Valentine's poem…
Acupuncture By Fire
So if we find you lovelorn and not madly rushing about to find that thing that will prove just how much you love your significant other … I'm here to help.
Yes for about hour you'll feel great and then the euphoria will drop and you will either have to pick a fight and risk messing up that pretty face or fall into a despair so deep that it will have you rending your clothes.
I'll say it one more time let the thoughts go.
I grant there may need for some self-reflection so we do not repeat destructive patterns. Write about the experience or have a talk with supportive friend or counsellor. But there comes the time when self-reflection becomes self-destructive rumination and gains a life force of its own. Don't feed what Eckhart Tolle calls the pain-body with your thoughts. The pain-body cannot be satiated … it's never full … there's only starving it.
You could throw yourself into another relationship and use transference … the methadone of romantic healing.
We are her to love and learn. Alas the learning can be painful at times. We've all been there or will be shortly; so remember you're in good company and never alone ... even on Valentine's day.
Stupid holiday …
That's it for now … please like, share, and comment. And let me know if there's something you'd like me to look in to.
Remember you heart only gets all the more chic with wear.
Happy Frackin' Valentine's Day. Blessings.