The Choice That Defines Your Life
At the end of your life—and this is coming for all of us, whether we acknowledge it or not—no one lies on their deathbed wishing they'd worked more hours or bought more things or won more arguments on social media.
They wish they'd loved more. Loved better. Loved bolder.
They wish they'd told the people who mattered that they mattered.
They wish they'd risked their hearts more often.
They wish they'd chosen connection over comfort, vulnerability over armor, presence over distraction.
Valentine's Day gives you permission—no, it gives you a directive—to start now.
Not someday when you're more successful, more attractive, more worthy, more ready.
Now.
The Invitation
Saint Valentine died because he believed young lovers deserved to make sacred vows to each other. He believed that love was worth dying for.
You don't have to die for love. But you might have to let parts of yourself die—the cynicism, the fear, the cool detachment, the belief that you don't need anyone.
Those parts are already dead anyway. They're just weighing you down, keeping you from the only thing that makes this strange, brief existence worthwhile.
So this February 14th, honor Valentine's sacrifice by doing what he did: defy the empire.
Defy the empire of cynicism that tells you love is foolish.
Defy the empire of busyness that tells you there's no time.
Defy the empire of fear that tells you vulnerability is weakness.
Defy the empire of screens that offers connection without presence.
Choose love. Messy, inconvenient, terrifying, transformative love.
Tell someone they matter. Mean it. Show it.
Because in a world that runs on outrage, comparison, and isolation, love is the most disruptive force available.
Love is still the revolution.
And you—yes, you—have the power to change someone's entire world with it.
Happy Valentine's Day. Now go love like you mean it.