love what you can't control

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love what you can't control, because what you love — you can't control. isn't that the nature of love (and loss, and life, and the ephemerality and chaos embedded in all things?) that we are transitory way-finders in this life, and all forms of control are just an illusion. places, people, passions — they each have a life and death of their own; a fluid relationship which changes with its seasons. no city or person can remain the same, no matter how hard you love it. but the act of surrender can coexist with the practice of daily loving, and witnessing, and care. sometimes, I am relieved when I remind myself that I don't have control. I allow the full intensity of my loving. but I exhale and leave my fate up to the winds.

 
philosophy, seeing the worldKening Zhuphilosophies