Reflections on Love

What is love but the yearning for the divinity within that is briefly reflected in the eyes of another?  Like an illusive butterfly that beckons with its splendor, it tempts us to reach without for that which slumbers within.

 If we do succeed in grasping it, it would wither in our clutch;  its wings broken by our desire to hold that which cannot be possessed, nor contained.  Love can only be given to all equally or it cannot be given at all.

 Only One Being exists throughout the myriad of diverse and unfolding expressions of life.  To love here, but withhold there, is like trying to make a hole in the ocean – life must equalize such an impossible inequity.  At the onset of exclusive adoration the seeds of its demise are thus already harbored within.

 But let us instead love one another with the full knowledge that it is our own beauty that we see; that a love affair with another is a love affair with life.  Let us love with praise in our hearts for the Oneness of Infinite Life that hides behind form and makes any loss an impossible illusion.

 Let us gratefully dance with another, as two feet directed by the dancer that is the One Life.  Let us not cling to steps that have gone by, or seek to control what is to come.  For the feet have no volition of their own but serve instead the unfolding and spontaneous dance of life.

 Whether your love for another brings you together for a moment or a lifetime, remember your true self as a being as vast as the cosmos dwelling in timelessness.  In the abandoning of the self, obsession arises that seeks to repeat that which has been.

 Hold all in the cherishing brace of your love; that you may flourish in its reciprocity and bask in the sense of belonging in your greater being.

 Nothing shall you seek when your presence of expansiveness is discovered to be within all else.  Then shall your love gush forth without discrimination.  All shall be acknowledged by you, the way the listener delights in the dulcet notes of the nightingale’s song.  Once the perfection lingering behind the appearances is discovered, your love affair with life begins, yet it shall ultimately reveal an even greater truth:  A love affair with life is a love affair with yourself.