Intensity

I like the phrase: “People vote with their feet.”

That’s why I’m coming to California. That’s why I may stay in California. It’s about the best way I know how to demonstrate what I feel. Its the difficulty and discomfort of such actions that give it meaning. My way of thinking is that loving with intensity means acting with intensity.

The problem is that it’s not always easy to see in others.

Maybe that’s why someone wrote books about “love languages.” We don’t always understand the meaning of the actions of others.

You might say that I’m “Going to school on Lynnette.” I want to learn everything I can about you. I especially want to know what you mean when you aren’t using words.

While such an ambition is never easy, it’s maybe especially hard when you have so many decisions facing you. My ego wants to see where I’m a factor in your decisions. My intelligence knows that’s foolish.

Service to others is a kind of bridge. The way that acts of service and kindness are received can say a great deal – even with great intensity – even without words.

Maybe this is why British use the salutation, “Your servant, Ma’am.”