Beyond romance, although definitely encompassing that, sits a golden rule enshrined within the everlasting sphere of life beyond, but inclusive of, our humanity. We are afforded just one love at a time. It's a simple life we're to live.
MULTITASKING - BLESSING OR CURSE?
With patience and contentment we're blessed in accepting a linear process; taking one factor at a time.
Multitasking, in such a busy day, however, is the aptitude of hell, when sensibility warrants peace by rejection of temptation to acquire.
Multitasking could appear to be a ability, and it could assist us achieve a number of issues concurrently, but consider what we give up as a way to seize several things at once. It's a waste if it doesn't buy us time to contemplate, or sow meaningfully into life.
Simplicity is at all times a better option than complexity the place there's a choice.
PRACTICAL NUANCES OF ONE LOVE AT A TIME
One love at a time is slowing down from break-neck speed, with a view to run, then jog, then stroll, before crawling and, ultimately, sitting. The contemplative person learns extra, is more inspired, loves easier, and stresses - in pointless methods - less.
Life is in the slowing down.
One love at a time insists upon discernment: it makes its decisive selection and has no recourse for remorse as a result of the need is captured to innate satisfaction - the raw course of life. It is aware of what it wants and such single-mindedness augments the weaned soul - the spirit at peace with life because it is.
One love at a time has determined that is the way in which life is to be. It has intentionally set itself upon less, for it has resolved that much less is extra; knowledge is gained as a result of the folly of acquisition is forsaken.
It costs no more to buy knowledge and there, alone, is blessing.
One love at a time is resolved previous envy; over-the-fence-gazing holds no allure, though much loveliness about life is still freely appreciated. How wonderful to let the world be as it's; valuing what other folks have; not needing to have same.
One love at a time is, maybe most obviously, about sexual fidelity: the flagship of sole congruence of heart. Nothing can complicate our lives extra capriciously than the sharing of one's mattress or heart. One love at a time, on this respect, is at all times an image of one love to last a lifetime (though it might not all the time finish this fashion, by life's travesties).