My greatest find: Profound love.

Too many people don't reveal themselves. They hide behind facades. Or wear masks. I don't do that. I am what I am. You get what you see. Of course, maybe I don't fully know who or what I am. I'm discovering new bits about me and other people all the time. I'm curious. When I meet a stranger I'm generally inquisitive. I'll ask a penetrating question or two. Rather than waste time on small talk. And I'll volunteer pertinent information about myself. That's only fair. Yes, I try to set an example. Of openness. No reason to hide. Let's get to know each other. In more than shallow ways. Problem is that many of us don't know ourselves. That's why when I ask questions, some people become embarrassed. They hardly know more than their names. And they're ignorant or ill-informed about political and social issues. They haven't thought things out. They have no opinions. Or if they do, they are nothing more than memorized sound bites. With little rhyme or reasoning. I can tell people right off the bat that I'm a romantic idealist, a free-thinker, a liberal and a lover. And that I have an Italian girlfriend. In Italy. And that I travel a lot. In Europe. In Italy. And that I'm a writer. That I write and write and write. Sometimes, non-stop, it seems. Like right here in this blog. I'm opinionated. I have opinions about lots of things. About political and economic and social matters. About life. And especially about love. The very concept of love. I'm fascinated by the subject. That's the greatest discovery of my lifetime. Profound love. --Jim Broede