Before I fell asleep, I decided I would do what he called the “exercise of the Other.” …
I can pretend - at least for few minutes - that I am different.
I began to Imagine how I would be like to be living right at that moment. I wanted to be happy, curious, joyful - living every moment intensely. Believing in my dreams. Able to fight for what I wanted. I observed the one I had been up until then: weak but trying to give the impression of strength. Fearful of everything but telling herself it wasn’t fear - it was wisdom of someone who knew what reality was… Controlling and enslaving what should really be free: her emotions. Trying to judge her future loves by her past sufferings. But love is always new.
Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen of times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation. Love can send us to hell or paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. …we have to take love where we find it, even if that means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness.
Source: By the River Piedra, I Sat Down and Wept, p. 68, 69, 70
Contributed by: Karen