Subtitle: Or, at the least, I think I believe
Sub-subtitle: Or, at the most, I believe I know
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Life, at its worst (even at its best) is hard. Difficulties abound and none greater than those encountered in our relationships.
We, at birth, physically and, more, psychically, are hardwired to be in relation with others. So, why is it that one of the most (perhaps the most humanly) necessary aspects of our existence must be fraught with such great effort?
Perhaps it is only in struggle that we know (can know) ease and only in striving can we know peace.
Perhaps because love proves its power, indeed, is made strong in the fire of struggle and strife.
© 2020 PRA
occasional observations of mind and heart, soul and spirit 
Paul,
I really love when you do things in parts. So a question…Does struggle and striving help with part 1 of accepting reality?
Love
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Loretta, good question. For these things I’ve learned are not necessarily connected, but rather, each of them points to something I’ve come to know, to believe based on my life’s experience (which is another way, really, of saying that I have come to look in the lives of others evidences of what I’ve discovered in mine own; and, voila!, I often find others dealing with the same things that I do)…
More truth to tell, reading between the words and lines, I’m always talking about myself. To wit, I know that I possess a fundamental conceit about the way I think life should be, which, when I hold fast to it (as opposed to seeking to perceive and accept life on its own terms) I always get into trouble — demanding that life be as I want it and falling into the pit of frustration when it (life) refuses to abide by my terms!
All this said, in response to your question, yes, I do believe that the struggle and striving through which love prevails — because love is love is love… — calls one, me, you, us all to behold life as it is for what it is and not what one, I, you, we all demand of it.
Love
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