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The Ancient Greeks’ 6 Words for Love (And Why Knowing Them Can Change Your Life)
https://www.yesmagazine.org/health-happiness/2013/12/28/the-ancient-greeks-6-words-for-love-and-why-knowing-them-can-change-your-life/?fbclid=IwAR0IL3EHZhuipNIOmN0y7jyvBECXjJB2zvsknvEHYajleGJvVTEIYSC6sko


A Greek sculpture from the fourth century B.C. Photo by Tilemahos Efthimiadis / Flickr.

The ancient Greeks were just as sophisticated in the way they talked about love, recognizing six different varieties. They would have been shocked by our crudeness in using a single word both to whisper “I love you” over a candlelit meal and to casually sign an email “lots of love.”

So what were the six loves known to the Greeks? And how can they inspire us to move beyond our current addiction to romantic love, which has 94 percent of young people hoping—but often failing—to find a unique soul mate who can satisfy all their emotional needs?( Read more... )

Title: Cherish
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 289
Prompt: Cherish. Am thinking that when found in the wild it's ephemeral.




Sunlight sparkled off the lake water, the trees shushing with the movement of the breezes through their leaves.

When love’s flames bank themselves into glowing embers, do not think that I love you less. Those embers are not even close to ashes and never will be, for being with you adds slow burning coals and sticks of kindling to the hearth of my love where I cherish you.

Dan read the lines of calligraphic words on the small embossed card in his hand. Was it just this afternoon that other words had bitingly etched lines through their charmed life? He remembered the feeling of sharp tearing inside his belly and he’d started walking. It didn’t matter where. It mattered that he just keep moving, working physically at distancing himself, escaping from a pain that was too large for tears to ease.

Words ornately printed on cream colored stock. His first inclination was to crush the card for its lies that had been his dreams, then he laughed bitterly and placed it carefully in his shirt pocket where it would be safe. Odd that he’d found this lying beside the lamp on the bedside. He’d keep it safe for the cherished fantasy that it was.

A car drove in the distance, nearing and then stopping. Alex hesitantly got out and paused hand on the heat warmed roof of the car, looking over it at Dan before he walked towards him. He extended his hand picking up one of Dan’s loosely to hold and then stepping closer pulled him forward into an embrace. They stood, heads bowed onto each others’ shoulders.
Sometimes ‘sorry’ doesn’t need to be said with words and ‘I love you. Don’t leave me,’ can be shown instead.