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Today's Quote:
You have to learn to get up from the table when love is no longer being served.
Nina Simone
Rising from the Empty Table: A Lesson in Love
In the quiet corners of our hearts, where memories linger and emotions intertwine, there exists a profound truth: love is not always a feast. Sometimes, it’s a table with empty plates, where hunger gnaws at our souls. And in those moments, we must find the courage to rise—to leave behind what no longer nourishes us.
The Setting
Imagine a dimly lit room, the air heavy with unspoken words. Across the worn wooden table sits love—the love we once savored, shared laughter with, and held close. But now, it’s a mere echo, a memory fading like candlelight. Nina Simone’s wisdom echoes through the silence: “Get up from the table.”
The Empty Plates
Love, like a banquet, should replenish our spirits. It should be a symphony of flavors—sweet, salty, bitter, and tender. Yet, there are times when the plates remain bare. Perhaps it’s the absence of kindness, the bitterness of indifference, or the coldness of neglect. We sit there, hoping for a miracle—a sudden feast—but love doesn’t always oblige.
The Fear of Hunger
Why do we linger? Fear, perhaps. Fear of loneliness, of the unknown. We convince ourselves that scraps are better than nothing, that an empty table is preferable to solitude. But Nina’s voice persists: “Get up.” Love should be sustenance, not starvation. It should fill our hearts, not leave them hollow.
The Act of Rising
And so, we rise. We push back our chairs, our souls heavy with longing. We honor what was—the shared laughter, the whispered promises—but we also honor what could be. Love, like seasons, changes. Sometimes it withers, and sometimes it blooms anew. But we must honor ourselves too—our hunger for joy, our thirst for authenticity.
The Freedom Beyond
As we step away from the table, we reclaim our autonomy. We become the architects of our own nourishment. Perhaps love will find us again, in unexpected places—a sunbeam on a rainy day, a friend’s embrace, or the quiet solace of solitude. Or perhaps we’ll feast on self-love, savoring our own company.
Nina’s Legacy
Nina Simone, with her soulful voice and fierce spirit, reminds us: love is not a stagnant meal. It’s a dance—a waltz of vulnerability, resilience, and release. So, dear reader, when love no longer serves you, rise. Leave the empty table behind. The universe awaits, ready to serve you new flavors, new chapters, and a love that nourishes your very essence.
“Get up,” Nina whispers. And so we do, stepping into the unknown, hearts open, hunger guiding us toward brighter horizons.
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