To feel love
m.h. a journey to love: one p.1.
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is to love and be loved in return.
That movie quote stayed with me forever after watching Moulin Rouge. I came out of that theater an utterly hopeful romantic. I was about 12.
The feeling of believing in a love so strong, definite, and reality-altering, became inherent, like it was always there and it just woke up by love in the form of music. I became convinced that we are all destined to live the greatest of love stories, because how could we not, right? After all, love is what makes this existence worth anything. Love is the most powerful, beautiful, healing, defining, joyful, peaceful, inspiring, life-changing, neverending, timeless, force of all, and WE ALL DESERVE THAT. And thus, the journey began.
I would love to say that coming out of that theater everything love-wise became super straightforward. Nah, it didn’t. But that’s part of the fun. The learning and unlearning a whole lot of stuff you never knew you needed and you never knew was there, and you can only do that by living and loving, regardless of the results.
After I caught the “love bug”, if you will, one belief became rooted in my soul, whether I had it clear at times or not, it was always there. This knowing that someone was out there, meant to be with me, as I was meant to be with them, both waiting for the perfect moment when our paths would lead us to each other. Okay, maybe I didn’t have this exact conscious concept, but the feeling was absolutely there.
I used to spend hours in my room singing odes to love, imagining there was someone I could sing them to, that they immediately knew what only through lyrics and melody my heart could try to convey. This sensation in my chest became addictive. Always trying to describe the feeling of love and connection in more detail, always trying to define it, to capture it. Always feeling like words and melodies could never be enough, like I needed to keep searching.
It always felt the same. Never in a million years did I imagine one day, I would be writing, singing, recording, and releasing into the world my own words, attempting to define something that’s mystically ethereal, and my own melodies aiming to make earthly something that is heavenly designed. And I can honestly say, the feeling hasn’t gone away. No matter how much I write, how much I sing, how much I rhyme, the want to capture it all is and will always be a part of my soul.
There’s a reason why all kinds of artists and even scientists have spent years, decades, centuries, and millennia trying to capture and decipher it. LOVE is the thing we all breathe, we are all capable of experiencing and giving. It’s our fundamental element for LIVING. We are all able to FEEL it. But because it’s a feeling that goes beyond senses and imagination, it means it goes beyond all logic, reason, wording, and facts, and so, we spend countless seconds trying to get the gist of it so we can experience it over and over. And if I’m being honest, I hope no matter how relentlessly we try, no one manages to say it all, to find it all, to communicate it all, because, through this mad search for it, art is born, stories are told, discoveries are made. We have been able to inspire each other over and over. We have continued to experience love.
And so, as a hopeful romantic and stubborn artist myself, I’m here trying to define and capture love in more than one way and sharing it all with you in hopes that it might bring you a bit of that feeling only those “aha moments” when something clicks in us can. Memories of Home (m.h.) is one of those ways.
my heart was born to do the following fall in love with stories capture memories in shots create new melodies that translate its essence sing loudly and annoyingly write about big ideas and feelings that rush through my mind say dialogue that will mark its best forever hold those i care about warmly love them deeply feel a whole lot about well... everything laugh goofily at pretty much the simplest things stare at the moon and stars every night and love you there’s a spot in my heart reserved just for that just for you specially designed to love all that is you