Love Liberates

It's been an interesting a few weeks in my life lately for quite a few reasons that taught me what Maya Angelou describes as "Love Liberates". As a single 20 something I don't have a valentine other than my true love, myself, to show you on this valentines day. However, through out the years I have observed so many different kinds of love that I hoped I can condense into this essay of valentines day.

It is no secret that we are a society of materialised love, where we yearn to give and receive through something you can hold with your hands. Perhaps you may call this an undeniable fact of living in a capitalist world where a single red rose could mean more than anything to your lover. I am not here today to criticise how people choose to express their love. I, myself, am guilty of buying the largest cup of latte to myself as a form of self-love.

Love liberates. It doesn’t just hold—that’s ego. Love liberates

These are some wise words from Maya Angelou, an American poet who lived between 1928 and 2014. Recently I have been learning a lot from poets such as Maya Angelou and Rupi Kaur, but most importantly I have been learning from my best friend of years, a new friend I made from the internet and from my mother and father. Each and one of them have taught a different aspect of liberating love.

 My best friend of years taught me that you don't have to talk and be next to each other all the time, being friends means being there on the days of crisis, being best friends means talking for hours when you meet even though you haven't seen each other in months.

The friend I met online taught me it is possible to trust someone even if you have never seen each other in person, taught me how to talk the truths and how the truths liberates you.

My mum and dad showed me what unconditional love feels like even if I choose to live thousands of miles away, Angelou's wise words describe this feeling better than I can ever express;

 ‘I love you. I love you if you’re in China. I love you if you’re across town. I love you if you’re in Harlem. I love you. I would like to be near you. I’d like to have your arms around me. I’d like to hear your voice in my ear. But that’s not possible now, so I love you. Go.'

I guess they always knew that I wanted to fly away to chase what I can call as 'dreams', they have supported me, they told me go and don't look back. They always said; 'this is your home, you can always come back whenever you wish but go and chase your dreams, we can always come to wherever you are'. My parents liberated me, they gave me this power to go as far as I can. 

I am lucky for all the love I have received in turn of the love I choose to give away. 


Milk & Honey

By Rupi Kaut


And my dear reader, 

Enjoy your solidarity, your own company, the company of those you hold close to your hearts and remember you don’t need anyone to feel whole. This valentine’s day, don’t let the popular media to make you feel alone if you are single. And if you have a valentine, cherish that person for who they are, for their love no matter how they show their affection. However, above all, cherish yourself for the love you preach...


Happy Valentines Day my friend...

Try The Impossible  





Maya Angelou - Love Liberates