And, you are.
That's how it feels with real love. Like a piece of you is 1,000 miles away. And yet, inextricably attached to your soul.
"Tu me manques, mon amor..."
You are missing from me, my love. Not because we are not connected. But because we are far apart. It is a beautiful saying. Not surprising, given that the French are responsible for romance itself.
It's in the lavender fields of Provence, the sunny beaches of Nice, the limestone rich hillsides of the Medoc, where vineyards full of grapes pregnant with sweet juice become bottles of wine to toast a romantic evening. It's in French foods like brie spread generously on sliced baguette, sensuously drizzled with honey, the romantic foods you eat after opening that bottle of Bordeaux. It's in the fashion houses and perfumeries that dress and scent lovers, one anxiously awaiting reunion with another in a hotel room after time away. It's in the very notion of joie de vivre...the joy of life:
Looking into each other's eyes intensely as you make love slowly. Feeling every sensation. Taking pleasure in each other's touch. Stopping to kiss your lover's mouth, pushing her arms over her head gently, feeling her silky skin beneath your rough hands, as you roll from one position to the next. Interlocking your fingers, your eyes, never leaving the gaze of your lover.
THAT is joie de vivre. And it is also why the French don't just say, "I miss you." It's an inadequate description. For, when you truly love another, you do not just miss that person, as if she were a piece of furniture. When your beloved leaves, she is missing from you. Because, she is a part of you, and you, a part of her. It does not change, no matter how much time passes.
Love, when real, is a lifetime-emotion.
But sometimes, life gets in the way of joie de vivre, and romance in general. Love may be wanted by all, but it's not part of the bottom-line in society. There is not much room for real love. When you finally find it, you will also find a great deal of social resistance. Romeo and Juliet are good examples. But all of Shakespeare's lovers had difficulties. It often took the interference of fairies and magic to make things right again. While fairies may be harder to come by in the 21st century, anyone can make their own magic. Magic like joie de vivre. And, real love.
Returning to the joy of living, to feeling like you do not just miss someone, but that person is missing from you, is what we should all strive for in 2016 and beyond. Because, even if we live more than one lifetime, we will not live this particular one again. And so, there is never going to be a better time than now. The future is made today.
Real love removes limits and increases freedom. It is the root of all positive energy. Nothing trumps that. Not even money. Having positive energy in your everyday life through real love can help you overcome any obstacle. You will be happier, more satisfied, energetic, healthier, full of joy and peace. When you feel those things, you can accomplish anything.
Love will always help you find a way....
Don't waste another moment! Believe in yourself as I believe in you. You may feel limited in your body and in your physical life, but your soul knows no such bounds. Return to joie de vivre; it's your soul's ultimate message. Even if you think you aren't worthy of such bliss, you are. Because, anyone who has the capacity to feel real love—regardless of their past—is worthy.
When you find that love, that romance, you'll also find the feeling of a person missing from you. Never let that go! When you hold on to real love, your life will begin to improve beyond your wildest imaginings. I promise. And, I always keep my promises.
Tu me manques, mon amor...etre avec moi pour la vie?? It is February 24th after all, the day Julius Caesar legislated that anyone, even a woman, could confess their love. And, pursue it for a lifetime. Hail, Caesar!