As I was lovin’ on my treadmill this morning, “Clueless” was on, and I realized that that movie was somewhat like the modern day “Emma.” As in Cher was Emma, Tye was Harriet Smith, and Josh was Mr. Knightley. Actually, until recently, Emma was my least favorite of Jane Austen’s leading ladies, but that’s beside the point. This revelation brought me back to another revelation that I actually learned in a classroom, and which life experiences have affirmed and continue to affirm.
No matter where we’re from, or how we’re raised, we’re not so different. We can all relate on some level, because we’re all on this so-called ride, also known as the human experience. In one way or another, we’ve all experienced the same emotions, too. I mean, up until almost three years ago, I realized I had never really understood a single love song, because before then, I had never really had my heart broken. Now though, now I understand every single one—the happy ones, and the hurting ones. I love music, because music helps you realize how all the stupid things you’ve done in the past, are the same stupid things everyone else has committed at one point or another. You also realize that you’re never alone in your hurting, because someone out there knows exactly what you’ve been through and how you feel.
It’s really quite a beautiful thing when you think about it. I just wish more people in this world would realize how similar we are, and embrace our differences rather than let them divide us.
And even if we can’t agree on food, style, politics, or religion, I think that the one thing we can all relate to is the many adventures of love. After all, life is a string of love stories.
BIG LOVE & HUGS