my favorite sonnet of all time

i find myself getting these words stuck in my head more often than "moves like jagger" or "call me maybe". maybe it is because these words i have ingrained in my brain because of my sophomore high school drama class. little lines pop into my head when i need them. 

SONNET 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
   If this be error and upon me proved,
   I never writ, nor no man ever loved. 




so many ideas in this short sonnet( yes, it was the shortest one to choose from in my drama class, thus i dibbsed it QUICK.). i don't want this blog to be purely about love but i do want to recognize my thoughts as they come and make note of concepts that reappear. 
to me this sonnet not only reminds us of the intentions of love, but  allows us to question which parts of loving another we choose to embrace.


love doesn't leave when there are changes in relationships nor does it leave when you change your passions. it remains. you take risks not knowing consequences or potential destinations because love can conquer all. this sonnet reminds us of wedding vows "'until death do us part", but suggests marriage does not acknowledge a true love.


what i often repeat in my head is the last two lines. "if this be error and upon me proved, i never writ nor no man ever loved". this merely suggests " well shoot, if what i'm writing is wrong, why do poets and writers  continually write of love. it is impossible to say love doesn't exist."


love exists. 

a few of my favorite things

sexy musicians, especially when its your boyfriend. (;

teaching Yalena about music

my major

my mom: for putting up with me and for being young at heart

little sister; who will always be the little girl who couldn't say her r's to me

FRIEND DATES!

b.walk

K; my fav clarabelle; and i guess bently too.

pusz pusz

the fact that this happened

pusz pusz...again.

look,  he's sweepin' (:

guitar time

oh shoot 3rd pusz pic.

can't.

delete.

so.

CUTE.

J's imagination

dog paws.

to have and to hold

it doesn't take much to make me realize who i need in my life. brief encounters, witty comments, and long glances confirm my relationships. i forget to remind myself where all my relationships started but i've found that most start with something simple. saying what you mean, showing that you care, laughing at each others jokes.

in regards to love, i beg to differ with anyone suggests that love comes with time. i think love always exists. its limitless. the complexity to which we love reacts among the triggers of our needs. for me passion, consistency, friendship and communication. passion so often is partnered with romance however, in each relationship passion is presented by vulnerabilities by each self to share. i've loved when my girlfriends share their trials and tribulations through tears streaming down their face. those are the moments i feel love. when i can stare into another's eyes in silence, i can feel love. words aren't love. words can't suffice to what love is.


love is leaving.
love is returning.
love is.


recently, i read "bloom" by: kelle hampton. in it she says:


"once it's just not you anymore....we'll you automatically carry around, for the rest of your life, an increased likelihood of having your heart broken. And it's a constant fear that we struggle to put to rest. We can choose to be afraid or we can choose to live. And I choose to live. Because an increased likelihood of having your heart broken also carries with it an increased likelihood of finding yourself the happiest you've ever been in life."


i love taking risks. mixing up a combination of activities. making my life way busier than it should be. testing how far i can go. proving people wrong. 


but my heart...


my heart plays it safe. she lets some people in. she knows who will bring heartache. usually she gets it right and i don't have to risk much. however, she has yet to differentiate between those who will inevitably be apart of my life and love me something fierce, but carry with them the potential to break my heart.


as kelle would say: "I choose to live."


moment by moment. second by second. breath by breath.


how else can you get through life alive?


as one of my favorite presidents would say "the only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
as one of my childhood role models mrs. frizzle would say: "take chances, make mistakes, get messy."


is the fear of striking out permitting from playing this marvelous game?


i choose to live.


with the chance i may have to revisit heartbroken sobs.
with the mentality that moments are the essence of my existence. 
with the potential to love without limits.
with the realization that no day is promised.
with an open heart and open arms.
with the strength to keep going. 
ignoring the thought in the back in my mind chanting "people always leave".
ignoring time and it's overstayed welcome that brings doubt in my mind.
life is too short to worry.


i choose to live.