Almost everyone loves a gift, from children to the elderly, men and women, and especially women. Gift can melt the anger, hatred and hostility, because the gift is a sign of friendship and care and a sign of love.

When your girlfriend is upset, the gift is the perfect way to make up the situation. Choose a gift that she likes the most. Sure, it can melt her heart. Other situation you should think about buying gifts for her is in the day of her birthday. You’ll find out that she become deeper and deeper fall in love with you.

Think about the person you’d like to give them to, and try to imagine what kind of flowers he’d like. Make sure you go to the flower store and pick out the flowers yourself. It’s okay to get I recomendations from the florist, but make sure the decisions are yours.

After you have left the store, imagine that you grew these flowers yourself, picked them, and are sending your spirit along with them. See the flowers as emissaries of your feeling for the person who is about to receive them. Think about why you have chosen this particular person. Do you want to thank him? Woo him? Make up with him? Surprise him? Startle him? Impress him? Whatever the reason, remember to send the feeling along with the flowers, even if you decide to send them anonymously.

Love. What original, profound thing can anybody say about love? Shakespeare, Tolstoy, Homer, Flaubert, Colette have all had a go at it. . . . “We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love,” “Love is, of all the passions, the strongest, for it attacks the head, the heart and senses simultaneously,” “Love is a human emotion that wisdom will never conquer,” “Love is blind, and cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit,” blah, blah, blah.

The rules, if there are any, are inconsistent: One set says, Give all, hold nothing back, devote yourself utterly to the beloved and you’ll “win”; another school (my school) says, Do all that and you could be a candidate for the Bellevue psychiatric ward—at least if you do it too soon or don’t check the effect it’s having on the beloved. Nevertheless, for some of us, loving casually is about as possible as trying to assemble a main-frame IBM computer from a box of component parts. Yet, if getting love counsel from a sufferer (me) is like getting investment advice from the Franklin National Bank or consulting Dracula about your anemia, how can you even think of discussing love with a non-sufferer? A woman who has never had a moment’s insecurity with a man . . . what does she know?

May I tell you then what I absolutely think I know about love, one mouseburger to another?

1. Read the rest of this entry »