{"id":134887,"date":"2023-09-02T18:33:38","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T22:33:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=134887"},"modified":"2023-09-02T18:33:38","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T22:33:38","slug":"hour-10-what-is-love-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/hour-10-what-is-love-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour #10: What Is Love?"},"content":{"rendered":"<pre>Hello, dear Friends,\u00a0\r\n \r\nCall me Ferdinand, El Toro, Taurus, or Wyoming: strong, proud names.\r\nPlease, I ask that you not call me Matador. Just don't. \r\nThink about it for a moment. Now you understand my simple request.\r\n\r\nWhat is love? You might expect hearts and roses, but perhaps those are easy.\r\nI've been far away from the easy life for quite some time now.\r\nNo, step outside of your own perspective and consider something new.\r\n\r\nLove is cherishing each day you are damned lucky to live.\r\nFresh air blowing in from the mountains and sweet grass, those bring quiet moments to \r\nappreciate and savor, seek and remember, slow down and just experience.\r\n\r\nLove is the work you can do, so do it with all your energy.\r\nBe tenacious, and throw your whole body into this labor.\r\nSo you sit at a desk? Get up early and run, run, run in the dark morning. \r\n\r\nLove is the family you raise and the family you serve.\r\nWhat do they need? How can you give so that they can grow?\r\nLove is the work you teach them to do; it's sharing the fresh land while working together.\r\n\r\nLove is this moment, right now. Bright days, rains that leave behind dark, rich soil: \r\nthese are here under your feet. Look up to the sky; you'll never fnd this same clouds again.\r\nOur days pass too quickly with work, family, and being, yet isn't this enough?<\/pre>\n<pre>You might not travel far, but you have command over your corner of the earth right now.\r\nHold your head high as if you are wearing majestic horns (even if they're a bit small).\r\nYes, return to your long-cherished dreams of love, but remember my sensible, sensing advice.\r\n\r\nSincerely, \r\nFerdinand, El Toro, Taurus, Wyoming\r\n   just never Matador.<\/pre>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-134923 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Ten-Cow-300x225.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Ten-Cow-300x225.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Ten-Cow-768x576.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Ten-Cow.jpeg 960w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hello, dear Friends,\u00a0 Call me Ferdinand, El Toro, Taurus, or Wyoming: strong, proud names. Please, I ask that you not call me Matador. Just don&#8217;t. Think about it for a moment. Now you understand my simple request. What is love? You might expect hearts and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1019,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-134887","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134887","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1019"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=134887"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134887\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":135294,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134887\/revisions\/135294"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=134887"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=134887"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=134887"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}