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Famous Author Quotes-Mesa Selimonic on Love Hurts

“Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality, love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that doesn’t hurt.”

Mesa Selimovic, Serbian Author.

Eros Love

I discovered a rather interesting thing about love. All through the ages, there have been romantic stories, books, poems, and movies.  This is what I would call romantic love and it describes the physical, sensual intimacy between lovers. It expresses the sexual, the romantic attraction between two people. It has its origins in the Mythological Greek God, Eros. He was the god of love, sexual desire, physical attraction, and physical love.

Storge Love

There is another kind of love, once again from a Greek word; Storge. This is the love that is shared by parents for children and children for parents, siblings for each other.

Philia Love

Philia is a word, also of Greek origin that describes the love between friends.

Agape Love

Lastly, Agape love, describing a Godly love we have for our fellow humans.

I can imagine, in the realm of the Eros love, we might experience feelings of hurt. It can be the cause of rejection, envy, jealousy, and many others. The reason being that this love type is conditionally based. “I will love you if you love me in return.” Or,” I will give you if you give me in return.”

Philia is the love type that we are born into. Parents, children, siblings are held into a type of, “Blood is thicker than water” situation. It has been my experience that hurt, envy, jealousy, and rejection could be experienced in this love type.

Agape is unconditional loving. “You are my enemy, but I love you.” “I give to you freely, without expecting anything in return.”

All other kinds of love are capable of hurting. Agape alone never hurts.

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My Authentic Self

My life is what I made it to be, but my life has not made me, because me is my true authentic self!

My soul made visible to all around me is my authentic self. A transparent soul is my perfect gift to the world around me.

I was enslaved to fear in its many forms and searched for freedom from this prison. One day I found freedom, alongside fear, in the one place I never before looked – both were in my mind!

From very young, I had learned fears of many sorts: failure, rejection, abandonment, and poor self-image to name a few. Unknowingly I developed a defense system against these in my mind. I made up all manner of stories about my life and who I really was. Many of these thoughts in my mind, I acted out physically and as a result, I behaved in a ‘larger-than-life’ manner.

In my adult life I surrounded myself with people and material wealth as a means of proving to myself and others that I was someone that I wasn’t; a typical ‘Walter Mitty,’ probably best described my behavior. This conduct had disastrous consequences in the end.

Many years later I was to discover the difference between who I perceived myself to be and the real me. How I saw myself was not who is really was.

The real me is a person, who is untainted by his upbringing, or his life experiences. In reality, the authentic me is a courageous, peaceful, self-assured person of integrity. He fears nothing because he has no understanding of the word, ‘fear.’

I understand, by what the Guru’s say – we all have an authentic self, deep within us – waiting to be discovered.

When I discovered my true identity, the experience was exhilarating, my true identity was absolutely authentic, it needed no burnishing! On that day I bade fear farewell and have never looked back since.

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Don’t Die Too Soon – continued

 

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One grey rainy morning at the age of seventy one (I had just been retired from my job of twelve years with no more than handshake and thirty days’ notice pay!) gazing out of the window, I wondered, fearfully what was going to become of me. I had the promise of nine months of UIF pay and then state pension. But after that???

To add to this medley I was still suffering from the effects of an unexpected divorce, caring for a drug addicted son, and many other domestic issues.

Thankfully my brother rescued me, by offering me a commission only sales position in his business.

My mind was being bombarded with all manner of thoughts and I began to bitterly regret the many poor choices made in my past life, when I was young, healthy and making a fortune of money – wasting it as fast as I made it.

Browsing in a bookstore I picked up a book called, “Artists Way.” I was unaware as I stood in the store, that I faced a fork in the road ahead of me. IArtists Way opted for the ‘left fork’ and armed with Artists Way I hit the road. The story from there is a long, but interesting one. For sake of time, I will tell you about it at some other stage.

Save it to say, from the left fork, I gobbled up self-help and motivational books, whilst  scouring the internet. I tried to see myself breaking the barriers of low self-worth, old age, rejection, and finally succeeding in my life once more.

Daily, I faced thoughts in my mind telling me it was too late, I was too old, who would take notice of an old man anyway. Besides what could I do to set myself back on my feet?

Employment at my brother’s business worked well for both of us and this proved to be a Godsend. I took up affordable residence in a clean, well maintained ‘retirement residence’, which in reality was an old age home! Filled with precious older folks (many younger than me!) sitting on the verandah, gazing into outer space, and waiting for someone to visit. (My heart broke for them.)

I knew this was not the life for me. I might be seventy two, but not ‘old’ and certainly far away from dying. My body was in prime condition (I’ve always been and exerciser and watched my diet.) but my mind…..that was another story!

I cannot describe to you the battle that raged in my mind, day, and night.

My mind was poisoned with fear, loneliness, fear of rejection, no self-confidence.

One day, after reading some Earl Nightingale material and a book called, ‘Portable Coach’ I set about some deep soul searching.Portable Coach

Ultimately, I concluded that what I really wanted to do, and in fact, what had been a dream of mine for many years was to ‘write a book.’

My mind tore me to shreds on this one! What are you going to write about? You are too old; you don’t know how to write! I made several attempts to write about my life but the scorn from my mind defeated me.

At this point, in a most miraculous way, I met a lady who ran a tailor’s shop and we began to date. Suddenly my mind was consumed by thoughts about her, day, and night.

We dined out, laughed a great deal (I could not remember ever laughing so much in my life.) and had a tremendous amount of fun.

She had a delightful apartment in a secure complex and invited me to move in with her. At this juncture I could say that I moved in with her and ‘the rest is history.’ But no, it wasn’t, the rest is our future and the complete revitalization of my mind. We married and have been together for five years.

Neelie, encouraged me to start a blog site and write short articles each week. I was so in love that I wrote poems about her, setting up a fictional character, ‘The Bold Knight Sir Peter James and his Lady Scarlett.’ At her urging I began writing a paranormal romance novel and was nothing short of amazed at how the words simply flowed  off my keys, with no apparent effort on my part. With much research into how to write a book, plots, genres, and the many free writing tools available on the internet, I started my journey into serious writing. I also joined a writer’s group.

I am by nature a disciplined person, I set about allocating a time in my busy day to writing for a fixed period of time; a certain amount of days each week. I have always been a goal-setter, but I found with a creative art such as writing, it was better for me not to set goals, rather to ensure I met with my disciplined writing times and let the words take care of themselves.

I was 60 thousand words into my estimated finished work of 90 thousand words, when I realized that it might be more advantageous for me to write a short story book. After all, I had loads of material after blogging (by then) for two years and publishing an article each week. This way I could publish sooner and pave the way for my completed novel.

I aimed at 45 thousand words and was finished in three months. After much searching I found a publisher who offered an affordable turnkey package at what I thought was an all-round beneficial deal.

I prayed for a sponsor, as I did not have much money in my account. I witnessed a miracle – the sponsor arrived and I was able to make a down payment and the monthly installments.

During this period of time I learned a great deal about design, editing, layout and plenty more.

Two weeks ago my publishers, true to their promise, loaded my e-book onto Amazon, Kindle and Smashwords. A few days later my six free printed books were ready to be delivered!

Me & My Book
Me and My Book

My family arranged for my books to be couriered to me and last night, for the first time Neelie and I held our dream in our hands!

Neelie is in her early seventies and I’m a couple of years off 80.

Now we are going to learn how to market our book in Europe; to achieve this we sold up home and fitted it into four suitcases……..

Don’t die too soon, there’s too much living to do!

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