Love without expectations.

Well, not everyone. But the people I love, I love passionately. And they know it, I think.

For me, this goal is about the difference between love and possession. It’s easy for me to get carried away, and want to hold on to people I care for so intensely. I want ownership. I want them to be mine, always.

But of course, that doesn’t usually work out.

So I guess this is about letting go without loving any less.

sounds good to me

it’s on going process. after finally loving someone with no reason, it is hard to go back to having set rules, lists, and obligations for loving. It is also easier to move on because your mind and heart are involved in a joint venture.
I can honestly say now, i love without expectations reasonably. :D

...without expectations…with the ultimate trust and have it returned…

I had been trying to enter into dialogue with them, to counter their arguments, to listen to them, to understand them.

We got into some very heated exchanges, at the Yahoo “Race Relations” bulletin boards.

I had posted under the name of hajgora seven. Now you can read from the various threads, and even see how we got into conflict repeatedly, although at times we were able to discuss race in a relatively open and calm way.

I have come to understand them better, I think, and even love them as people while still disagreeing with some of their speech and actions.

To love without expectations may very well be to give up love as aspired toward. That is, that if you are to truly love without any expectations at all, you must love enough to be willing to give that love up. Otherwise to think of yourself as loving without expectations may simply be a superfluous attempt to convince yourself that you have that love. In my case, this left me in love alone, and without the one that I love. combining the two is the real trick.

I will forgive the ones who have shot at me, who kill and try to kill others.

I will forgive those who make bombs, who carry them and explode them, killing many, including many who are not guilty of the injuries to those who want to explode the bombs.

I will forgive the capitalists who exploit me and other workers, who have us work in dangerous and unhealthy conditions, who pay us only the minimum, who have us to do the work of twice our number, who allow us to fight against each other, not bond in cooperation and solidarity.

I forgive my fellow worker for what he or she doesn’t understand, for the injuries they do to me and others, for wasting company time, for wasting product, for failing to understand what is our mutual interest and benefit.