{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Amber Bird | Blog","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog","author_name":"amber","author_url":"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/author\/admin\/","title":"ponder: i don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t love you like i love him... - Amber Bird | Blog","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"ZAq0OcgQ5J\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/2009\/08\/31\/i-don%e2%80%99t-love-you-like-i-love-him\/\">ponder: i don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t love you like i love him&#8230;<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/2009\/08\/31\/i-don%e2%80%99t-love-you-like-i-love-him\/embed\/#?secret=ZAq0OcgQ5J\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;ponder: i don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t love you like i love him&#8230;&#8221; &#8212; Amber Bird | Blog\" data-secret=\"ZAq0OcgQ5J\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script>\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n<\/script>\n","description":"i\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been pondering love a lot lately, as i seem to have had some fundamental change of nature. among other things, this change includes feeling like i\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m overflowing with love, like i have more compassion, like i need to say more sappy things to a few people. that, plus the fact a number of people in my life have been pondering love in their own ways and for their own reasons, has had my head full of thinking about the nature of love. so i thought i\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d use that as a chance to keep the blog from getting too stale. plus, as those who\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been around me a while know, when there seems to be a theme in my life during a particular time, i often feel like it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s useful to talk out loud about it. and that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just what i\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to do until i run out of words, for the moment, on the topic. right now, it looks like there are four strands to my thoughts here. to clarify, love here is all the kinds of love. not just romantic, in love sort of love. it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s also about love for friends, love for family, and general human compassion. [&hellip;]","thumbnail_url":"https:\/\/www.amberbird.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/08\/AmberBird_fromPF_portraitSQ.jpg","thumbnail_width":1324,"thumbnail_height":1324}