Love Evolution

Recalling when you had the butterflies on your stomach when you are falling in love is quite simple to all of us. Is so simple, that we could call it a common sensation and memory. We could even agree that around the world people feel identified with similar sensation, and even in different cultures and places when talking about "falling in love" everyone seems to get the topic.

Is the crush a global sensation? or is a build up T.V feeling that we all learned to identify? Is it indeed something so similar within each person that we can track it down no matter who is experiencing it.

What is the Evolution of this initial "love"feeling? Are we able to identify them globally as a next step from the crush?

I believe that after falling in love there should be an evolution. That would take you through a different path where love won't be as intense as at the beginning, but there would still be "couple love". Is the recognition of this process that would help people to identify if their love is taking the next step or dying by its own weight.

The missing signs of what the "next step" of the couple love should be, is leading people into direction that won't make their partnership a successful one. As there would be people trying to keep this initial love alive for the rest of their time together, and when not achieving it would believe is the dead of love. And the would be others that when facing the "love dead" wont realize is time to move on.

How can love evolution be identified into stages, signs and common behaviors would help us all to understand and track where our couple love is going.

My country, your country, their country

We live in world full of boundaries, that helps us to distinguish between right an wrong. But most of all it allow us to understand what is mine and what is yours.

We have the need to know where do I finish and where do you start, is a human need that keep us safe from physical obstacles, and we have taken far beyond in order to define property and power.

Is this boundary that divide mine and yours what keep us fight for power, with the idea that IF i have more than you THEN I would have more power.

But what is really ours? if when the river floods it would take my border your border, it wont distinguish if I'm wealthy or powerful it would take us all as the same.

Is so easy to recognize when I'm in my side and when you are in yours, but the limit would always be a blurry zone. If not sure, ask to lovers were those one begins and the other ends when they are in the act of love.

Vero.

Don't call it diary, call it email

We grow up and stop writing diaries. Thinking that's such a childish attitude.
But life keep it for us, inside the sharpest memories that we met. The ones that would remember every detail from the moment when we were together. Just to ask old friend, do you remember the b-day party when we were 16? and you will soon understand that what's in your memory is just a tiny piece. Unless you are the one with elephant memory.

But that isn't the only resource that life uses. Some of use keep what I like to call "miss tagged" diaries: notebooks from childhood, some special candy papers. The postcards we received on some special holiday (Christmas, Birthday, etc) The bank account statement (Yeah we need to, you never know), random paper record: like the one we saved when joining that old gym we aren't members any more.

Technology has develop and with it we have even more space to store, maybe this space is less tangible but it gives us a place to write, to save memories. Just glance at the mobile and find the saved sms. Or the email dated 3 years ago that for some unknown reason still is on your inbox (Or folders if you are more geek) And what about the newest of all: your preferred social media.

We keep writing our lives down, with the hope that one day if needed we would go back and find that particular memory. Sometimes, it would be the memory to find us when cleaning up the room, the email or the cellphone.

We might never need those memories, but thinking that there wont be a trace of our lives in this world is a hidden fear, is so hidden that we would never admit that we keep diaries, but we are unable to stop keeping information on all the other available forms.

Vero.