So I went to have lunch today with Kenya at her school. I was talking to her and her friends about what is happening in “The Tale of Despearaux” the book their teacher is reading to the class. Then, a boy walks past in the aisle behind us and Kenya leans back in what seems like slow motion and gently leans her head back so her golden hair hangs like the tresses of an angel and turns toward him. His tender brown eyes get big as the world as he takes in this little vision. He sees nothing else in the room but her. It is a holy moment. They are in love.
“Mommy, Me and Oliver (not his real name) fell in love. He’s my true love you know” After seeing them together several times now there is not a doubt in anyone’s mind. We’ve been told by the teachers, other students, other students parents, HIS parents! It’s impossible for anyone who sees them together to miss it. They lock eyes. They smile. They share. They laugh. They talk. They make silly faces. They enjoy eachother.
Yesterday in the hall one of the parents told us that her son told her about Kenya and Oliver. She said disgustedly “Ugh, can you believe it! What do THEY know about love. They aren’t in love. Thery’re FIVE!”
I’ve been thinking about this ever since. The way I see it, if anyone knows what love feels like it’s a five year old. There are no judgments of class or intelligence or money. They aren’t medicating old wounds. They just know what they feel. Their frontal lobes are not developed enough to rationalize. They just go where the love is! They avoid people and places where they do not feel it. For them it is simple.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to go back to that state of not thinking so much and simply move to where it feels good. Use our emotional guidance system and simply divide our feelings into two simple categories. The good ones and the bad ones. Then, just walk toward the ones that feel good, avoiding the ones that feel bad. I believe we can.
Call this God or the Holy Spirit, I believe this “feeling” guidance is how we know if we are in the light, in the flow, in Love. I believe we can all be “IN LOVE” Love feels good. It feels right when we love. It feels good. When we make choices or say things that feel bad inside we are not “In Love”. We can’t control what others do or responsibilities we must attend to, but it is always our choice to do our lives “in love”
I know there will come a day for Kenya when being “in love” will become more complicated and her beautiful heart will break. I pray for the wisdom of Solomon when that day comes. However, knowing this is coming does not take away from the real love she is in today. What a horrible disservice it would be to discredit it. For now though, it is the sweetest thing to see love grow in her little heart for someone not in our family. She has chosen wisely. I love that girl!
