Stoned on Love
I used to spend my nights out in a barroom
Liquor was the only love I’ve known
But you rescued me from reachin’ for the bottom
And brought me back from being too far gone
You’re as smooth as Tennessee whiskey
You’re as sweet as strawberry wine
You’re as warm as a glass of brandy
And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time
-Chris Stapleton, Tennessee Whiskey
We’ve all looked for love in the wrong places. In fact, I think we spend most of our lives looking for love in the wrong places.
We think that the love of another or the perfect job or even the feeling we get from a chemical addiction will satisfy a deep craving for love or meaning. But anytime we look outside ourselves, we will never be satisfied.
The only sustaining love and sense of wellbeing can be found within. Our regard for ourselves, our love for ourselves, our sense of what is right and wrong can only be found within—not at the bottom of a bottle or in the arms of another. So maybe it’s time to dig deep within and stay stoned on your own love.