Why Sacrifice Love?

My heart ached when I read the article regarding South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford and his secret love affair.

After reading an article like that, how can anyone believe Monogamy is the only way for humans?

The Article:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090630/ap_on_re_us/us_sc_governor


The man fell in love. Is that a crime?
He met his soul mate, an experience that most of us may never obtain.

Yet, this man's career is over, along with his affair, and according to society the proper action is for him to "force" himself to fall back in love with his wife and reconcile a marriage that has long been over.

According to society this man must forget the precious love he felt for this other woman, and shove it away like it is something that is wrong or criminal. Then he must continue living in a marriage that lost its passion years ago. Why?

Because the bible says so?
Because marriage is so valuable, as we have witnessed so much in L.A. where the divorce rate reaches beyond 50%?
Because people are only allowed to love one human being for their entire lives? Despite the fact that we are capable of making wonderful connections wherever we go?


I encourage people to think outside of what we have been taught and conditioned to think.

A man's life is ruined, and he had to sacrifice the most previous feeling of all: LOVE! All this because of some rules set not in stone, but in our Minds. Rules that state human beings should grow up, get married, have kids, and grow old with one person.

In today's world, where connections are unlimited and our horizons have no barriers, we should be opening our minds to the idea that our hearts can love many.

I feel pity for the human who feels they can only love one person. Is your heart really that small?

I pity those who have had to sacrifice love and passion for a set of rules carried down from an ancient world.

I pity men and women like Governor Mark Sanford. People who can leave their love for the public. People who have chosen to succumb to the masses, rather than live their own magical life.

People who fail to think, even for just a minute, that their life can be More.

Vivid Dream

There was a LOT of running. I ran mostly around a city that is not familiar with me. It was slightly old fashioned, and all the people moved quickly around me, on to their destinations like robots.

I would see a man here and there, facing away from me, yet still watching me. He would always be standing still, so calm. I would see him as a ran.

Although I felt like I was running away from him, he would always appear in my path ahead, causing me to stray and run a different way.

I felt frightened of his ominous presence, yet intrigued and curious.

I finally reached a large grassy area. It was was in the middle of a beautiful, bright sunny day. I was carrying books. I was at a school. The school was also a peaceful cemetery, with flat graves, not tombstones. Students walked about with their books, going along on their business, staring straight ahead, not seeming to see me.

I saw him standing there by a tree, facing me this time. Instead of running I stood and stared and waited. He came towards me but did not walk. He just appeared closer, then a blink and he was closer, then another blink and he was even closer. Then a girl took me by the arm and screamed at me to run away. I ran through the grass and the trees, and then the girl was gone. Then I looked back and He was gone. I felt scared he would come back so I tried running to the town where it was safe. I would stop people and cops and try to get help but they did not see me or acknowledge me. I was so afraid he would come back.

Yet I was also disappointed that he had disappeared.