LOVE
“The same stream of life that runs through the world, runs through my veins”
Rabindranath Tagore
Here we are in the season of love, brought to you by the creators of Valentine’s Day.
During this season we talk about our LOVES, the cards, the flowers, the chocolate, the jewelry, the list goes on and on, the revenue counted as corporations lean into their Q1 totals, many of which depend on Valentine’s day to make their earning reports look good.
Here is the deal, I am not against Valentine’s day. Let’s celebrate love. Heck, I love LOVE!! I love seeing the couples whose weddings I have officiated throughout the years, tie the knot with the googly eye looks of what is to come. It’s beautiful. I love seeing old couples holding hands while they walk across a parking lot. Adorable. But from time to time I have to stop and wonder; what that love is, where does it come from, and what does love really mean in our world?
Recently, I have watched us not be very loving as a society, and it breaks my heart. As humans, we are often not very humane. We talk about love, but we don’t live it. “Love your brother as yourself,” but we don’t, and maybe the trouble is we are starting LOVE in the wrong place.
We often think of love as something we have, and then can give to someone else. But what if we consider that there is an eternal force, a vibration, an energy of life that is simply, love. What if love is not a thing, but an essence of being, a force and a flow, that runs through all things.
What if our entire existence is love in motion; life, death, growing, wilting, pulsing, resting, leaning, climbing is all LOVE. What if love, IS. period.
I invite you to consider what if everything, frustration, anger, resentment, grief, longing, sorrow, loneliness was ALL love. What if love is all there is and nothing else is possible?
Please don’t chase this away too fast. Sit with it and let it move slowly inside of you. Also, don’t make this about religion; God, Buddha, Jesus, Allah, because all of those are “things” that take us right back into love being a thing that can be passed from one thing to another. They separate us from love as a fiber of everything, always, without beginning or end.
What if all that is in this world, also IS all of us, as individuals and collectively.
What if love is the only thing that exists and everything is just an expression of it, and whether you experience it as “good” or “bad” is strictly an invitation to recognize you have a belief that may or may not be true.
What might be possible if we recognize that the stream that runs through everything in our human existence is love?
What might be possible then?
Forever the journey, Anne