Perhaps, a meaningful measure of bravery could be the extent of unconditional love you can wholeheartedly feel and send toward a stranger.
You don’t know who they are, how good or bad, you don’t even know as little as how their bodies look when moving into the world or how they have their coffee but you send adoration toward them.
Just because they exist. Because they exist at the same time you exist and somehow, on some deeper level, you know that breathing at the same time and finding each other, might have taken lifetimes. Might have taken defeats, misalignments, challenges, wars, and deaths.
You don’t know why or when and have no reason for it and it is something that challenges everything you thought you knew about life, companionship, and love.
Your identity begins to crack and the real you peaks through, yearning to punch through the walls you’ve created in your life. And through them, through their existence, you remember who you are. The rawest you, most vulnerable and pure you opens up for someone just because they are.
The type of love that just IS and expects nothing and is going nowhere but somehow, unexplainably, manages to stay alive and build itself up.
And the only thing you can do is wish for them to keep themselves alive and sane in the hopes of still sharing the same sky, the same earth. Because you are afraid if something happens to any of you, it might take eons to be walking again, toward each other.
THE WONDERMIND 