So I was thinking a lot about love (surprise surprise) and how to describe it this morning on my drive into work and that shape toy came to mind. I feel like we, humans, all have a love shaped cut out. Some people find that true, fits perfectly, kind of love. Others find that piece that fits the space but does not cover all areas, and thus never experience its full potential. Yet others try to jam whatever piece they find in a space that it does not go and in which it does not fit at all. Can I just quickly interject, "When it doesn't pop into the ball like it's supposed to, remember this phrase...stop, drop, and try another!" I wish I could say I haven't done the latter an unending amount of times when it comes to relationships, but I have. I assume you, the reader, have also done this at least once as well if you are still reading this post. Bottom line is, don't feel bad. The fact is, you just don't know any better until you find that piece that fits perfectly. All of us that have been that piece that doesn't fit, also need to remember that too. Most of the time, it really isn't you. It is them. You are the piece you were made to be on purpose. Be you. You will find your home eventually and be glad you waited for the best.
Back on topic...So we've at one point been in at least one, more, or all of these scenarios. When you are first starting this shape sorter love game, you have no idea what shapes are called, or their color, or how this whole thing is supposed to work. We are given vague descriptions like "when you know, you know" or "the ball (heart) wants what the ball wants". Great! Yeah that's really helpful. I'll just fumble around until it makes sense...or never does. In all seriousness though, the most important thing you can do is just START. Everything is a fail until you get it, so don't fear failure as its an everyday occurrence we all share. Sometimes you get lucky and find the piece that fits on the first try. More likely, it takes many tries to get the hang of the game or even worse, find out the piece you need is not in front of you at all...kind of like my friends search for the one missing shape around the house.
I want to mention here, my friends had already played this game (found love) and knew what piece was missing and that they had to go on a search...which leads me to another interesting point in life. Just like my friends' daughter needed her parents help to find the missing piece to complete her puzzle, we as adults need to realize we should seek help from those who have been there and done it already as well. There should be a line of young people at nursing homes waiting to talk to old married couples that have stood the test of time. How often do we think we found IT but find out later on down the line that here we are again, trying to fit an incorrect shape in a space it was not made for? We need help.
A final thought on this whole analogy. When we don't have the right piece to fit the space, just like when you don't have the right tool for the job, yet we continue to try and make it work, there is a huge potential for damage if we continue. This damage can not only happen to the ball, or the shape, but even to those around us. Have you ever had that yellow ball unexpectedly half open without warning and try to eat your hand as a child? Was it usually when you were not using it as intended? Oh come on! Was it just me that was frequently attacked by the shape sorter? Ok ok. Point made. Anyway, we have to keep in mind that this life, especially when speaking of love, is a dangerous place, and that our actions not only hurt us or those directly involved, but other innocent bystanders too. So shape sort wisely my friends.
Wrapping this up...best of luck all! I hope you find the piece that fits. I'm off to do some more puzzling shape sorting practice of my own.
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