Professing VS Practicing Love
I got a text from my bestie to read a blog post that a mutual friend had posted, which turned into a conversation with that friend, that then highlighted in bright, NEON letters, exactly the root of what I was feeling. This then had me digging out my copy of “The Gifts of Imperfection” by Brene Brown. I dove into this book for real this time. I “kind” of read it two years ago, but this time things were jumping off the page at me. I am grateful for the domino effect one little text, from a loving friend, started.
I am a woman who is passionate about relationships. When I commit, I am all in. Although not perfect, my intentions are always: love, honor and integrity. My dad reminded me the other day that I am a woman who cares deeply, I think he called it The Matley curse lol. Perhaps the “Matley curse” is why my heart hurts so deeply when it’s broken, perhaps that is why I have tried to avoid heartbreak my whole life…but, one thing I have learned is, a broken heart means I tried for something, and that I was practicing love not just professing it.
The following passage from the book really hit this idea home for me, and gave me the courage to share with you.
“…the important differences between professing love and practicing love. During a recent radio interview about the rash of celebrity infidelities, the host asked me, “Can you love someone and cheat on them or treat them poorly?”
I thought about it for a long time, then gave the best answer I could based on my work: “I don’t know if you can love someone and betray them or be cruel to them, but I do know that when you betray someone or behave in an unkind way toward them, you are not practicing love. And, for me, I just don’t want someone who says they love me; I want someone who practices love for me every day.” -Page 28 of The Gifts of Imperfection by Brene Brown
For me, that last statement struck a chord in my heart so strong, I cried. The pain of betrayal takes time to absorb and assimilate, yet the a-ha moments are priceless. So I continue to practice loving myself everyday. If I can care so deeply for others, surely I can care deeply for myself. Somedays I don’t even know what that looks like, and that’s why I love the word practice. As a recovering perfectionist, practicing keeps me from being attached to the outcome. Professing is easy.. Practicing is Evolving.
Love Deanne xo
Part of my #heartsundays series 🙂