The love (the story of a mad girl)
Suddenly her heart cracked open and pure love was penetrating now deeply into the most hidden chambers of it. This time, though, it was a different kind of love compared to everything that she had experienced before. It was a more grounded kind of love, more humane. It gave her a sense of stability. She was feeling like coming ashore after going through the most savage swirl where she was continuously drowning. This love was here to stay. For the first time in her life love fell into her, in a conscious kind of way. It was not the love that makes you lose your minds and think that you are living in a fantasy world. It was rather the opposite. It was a choice of embracing that love and making space for it in her life. Of course, one might think that this cannot be true love. And one might be right, but in her mad world, all she ever wanted was to experience this kind of love. A love in which you can entrust completely. The love that animals are embraced in by Mother Nature. A love tha