ANCHORS

Anchor. Anchoring. Stability. A sense of being grounded. To be grounded is self-belief and a trust in personal values. Without values, you’re adrift, off course. Values provide centredness, holding you steady.

Values are an inner gauge to direct behaviours and attitudes. They’re intuitive and operate in the background. There are endless values, here are my top 5; authenticity, balance, compassion, contribution and kindness.

Authenticity is being genuine and real, true to yourself. Balance is leading a centred life, keeping all parts in harmony. Compassion is about being a good person, offering a loving heart and understanding another person at a soul level, without judgement or expectation. Contribution is giving back, understanding that you are part of a whole. Kindness is concern and consideration for others and their circumstances. If you can be anything, absolutely be kind.

These 5 values form my anchor, bringing me back to me intrinsically, sending signals when things are askew. The only one to be truly relied upon, is yourself. The only one that can be moulded and changed, is yourself. The only one who will always be a constant, is yourself. Me, my anchor.

Water allures me, it’s a gravitational pull that’s always touched my soul and left me happiest, it’s around water that I feel most ‘grounded’. There’s a special electrical energy present in the ground. When grounded, it leaves you centred, strong and balanced. I feel at my most grounded around water.

Grounded. Anchored. Held firm, not tight, slightly adrift. That’s me.

LOVE

This one has challenged me and it’s been revisited many times. Provide another topic and I can work it but this one, not easy. Perhaps that means it’s my subject, that it’s the one I need to pen. Is it because it’s so broad? Or maybe because there are so many types of love and I need to focus on one. I dunno.

Expectations. Real love does not have them, apparently. I embrace those I love, and they feel it. Although ‘nice’ to be reciprocated, real love should be minus expectation. Individual love is demonstrated differently from person to person and that‘s where complexity lies, and miscommunication, and heartache.

I think true love is loving someone so completely that you don’t want to change a thing about them. Understanding and seeing what makes them so intrinsically beautiful and letting it be. Intrinsic beauty is difficult to define but for me it’s an inner confidence, an authentic sense of self, a calm centredness, an honesty of self, a vulnerability.

Loving someone is holding them firmly, yet lightly without pressure, letting their soul breathe. Love is extending hand and heart. Real love is that feeling deep, deep in your soul. Its a feeling of knowing, almost nostalgic, of having being here before. It’s not a new feeling, it’s an old world feeling of perhaps paths crossed or previous lives shared. It’s white and gold, floaty and precious. It’s not to be shared, it’s you and them, there’s no room for more, it’s a magnetism, you can’t walk away. And you don’t want to.

It’s wanting the world for them. It’s a desire to help towards potential while not intruding or suffocating. It’s about giving space while being right there.

Soulmate love is undeniable and I for one have only felt it once. Is it something only felt once in a lifetime?