In this new stage of life I look back and realize the gold ring I have been reaching for is a one true love. Does this sound familiar? We find ourselves riding around and around the merry-go-round of life doing the same thing over and over again, the only changes are the ponies we ride.

We, including me, sign up to the online dating sites, shopping for our next love, as if we are trying to pick out that perfect apple. We present ourselves in our most favorable light, hopeful that the next connection is the one, and we visualize ourselves strolling along that beach at sun set looking like an E Harmony commercial for the Logo channel.

So if love is the answer, what is the question? What does love of another provide that love of oneself doesn’t? Is it to have that person to snuggle in front of a fire with? Is it to be the reflection, the mirror of who you are?

In researching for this article I found more quotes on loosing love than finding love, does this say we are all masochistic, and the search for love is only to quench our thirst for passion, and to confirm that we are not adequate?

I have reached out to you my friends in the past to encourage you get off the merry-go-round, go to the house of mirrors, for there you will find your true love. I will not lie and say I have exited the ride myself, maybe I have slowed it down a bit. But, I still feel like Alice falling down the rabbit hole, only to find myself looking around and thinking I’m not in Kansas anymore.

I have put to love to answer my questions, only to find more, and I have spent time alone, only to be more confused with the questions of love. Buddha, stated, “ he who loves 50 people has 50 woes; he who loves no one has no woes.” So why? Why do we spend those agonizing hours trying to market ourselves to a 1×1 photo that we hope will be the next ½ of we? When someone as wise as Buddha states that love no one have no woes.

Don’t fret my dear friends, Don Quixote has not deserted you, I am still here upon my faithful pen, on the quest of romance. That my friends has not changed, I have fallen from my horse and maybe a little bruised, but I still have the romantic idea that there is love, a one love, a soul mate, but is she the answer? A book was given to me, “The Missing Piece”, the book’s main character is a circle that has a small piece missing, and as this circle roams in search of its missing piece, it sings a very merry song. Once the circle finds the piece that fits perfect, it realizes that it can no longer sing. So sing my friends do not look for a piece that is missing, but find a piece that can walk along beside you, and don’t go looking for love to find your answers, but give you the questions.