“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
A week ago, peaceful flower shops transformed into chaotic centres of colour and lively chatter. Chocolate stores were jammed with customers selecting the finest truffles and bonbons. Valentine’s Day cards, in electronic and paper form, were being exchanged. Three days later, we have all moved on.
Valentine’s Day celebrates love. Even so, love cannot be contained within a 24 hour period, once a year. It belongs to every minute, day and month, decade that we live and breathe in this world. Love has the capacity to expand beyond the customary restrictions of time and space. There is an abundance of love if there is a willingness to recognize and accept the form in which it is offered. An open heart does not signify naivety, but a rejection of apathy and indifference.
“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.”