My cousin and I were building per our usual weekend conversation and he said something to me that really described my new way of living. He said, “I just want to have an interesting story to tell.”  As profound as that may NOT sound to others, it was everything to me because growing up [in private school], I wanted to be perfect, with no flaws, no mistakes, no hurt feelings. I wanted to do everything right [whatever that meant].

Through my [then] perfectionist thinking, I was afraid to try new things especially in the realm of relationships. I didn’t really date that many people because I wasn’t into the same things most people were due to my ignorance of them and/or lack of experience. Plus being the aggressive, assertive Leo lover that I am, there wasn’t anyone that compelled me to WANT to try anything new until a few months ago.  I finally grew into my own power.

Having this childlike curiosity for life again led me to do what I call radical love shit, defined by my own perspective. Radical love shit to me is revolutionizing and stretching my views of vulnerability; daring to love me  and others differently; loving myself and others unconditionally without expectations; and giving my love away because I recognize the abundance within me and around me.  If I got hurt in the process, I would open myself to love again. For me, that was radical, extremist even.

But what I realized contrary to popular belief was that radical love wasn’t about them but about me and removing all the barriers that I had to love (if any).

So one of my interesting stories I can share with you right now in this space is that I send handwritten love letters to a friend, spraying my delicious, smelling perfume on the envelope for him to remember me by.  I expect NOTHING in return except for the joy I feel when sending them. I’m all about radical love shit. Are you?

What’s the most radical thing that you’ve ever done for love (things that made you happy)?