“Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get — only what you are expecting to give — which is everything. What you will receive in return varies. But it really has no connection with what you give. You give because you love and cannot help giving.”― Katharine Hepburn
I’m trying a new experiment where I write as many postcards as I can on a weekly basis. Whether it’s daily or just once a week I sit down and bust out 5 postcards, it’s such an important exercise to actively think about sending out well wishes to another person. It’s odd because social psychology has shown in different experiments it’s often easier to hurt someone the farther removed they are from you (just check out the variations of the Stanley Milgram Experiment). I think in a sense it’s harder to send out love for similar reasons – they aren’t right in front of you – you don’t receive any signal back. I’ve started to see these postcards as releasing love trapped within me. It’s my own small revolution against the pain that surrounds us. It’s been wonderful to just give and give without a second thought to whether I’ll receive one back. It’s given me a dedicated space to get out of my head and take on another’s perspective – what could I say that might bring a smile to their face?
I cannot help but love.
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