A Reflection on Love

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Love is everything. Love comes and goes, flows and forms, upends and opens. Love is ever-present and presently everywhere. Love moves in and out, underpins coming together and falling apart, rising and meeting, or unraveling and disconnecting, but always coming together again. 

Love is a benevolent force for Love without wavering. Love is a constant and never-ending experience, unconditional and free. Love may be at the heart of all of life here and there and intimate in its endless unfolding and uninterrupted infinity. 

So why so much fear of expressing Love? Afraid to Love each other, to Love ourselves, or to Love the Earth or existence? Why so afraid to express an emotion or a feeling that is so ingrained in us, and yet so comfortable with those actions so far from Love? 

Oh they say it is human nature to be unloving or survivalist, but I don't believe it. Even in the darkest, most mistaken places or hearts, could those individuals only be wanting love? Wanting to be seen, to be heard, to heal, and to be free? Wanting to remember and to wake up from the dream that turned into a nightmare? Love doesn't ask us to accept hate or insanity, but it might ask us to see through it. To turn inward and to spread Love. 

What if Love lived behind both the positive and the negative? What if the highest Love saw no difference or divergence between you and I, our attitudes and actions? What if we were only imagining of loving and losing, healing and hurting? What if it was Love that called us Home? 

Is Love the omnipresent force of the universe? Could it be, somehow? If Love was that loving force, then why the disease and destruction? Could it be that we have forgotten who we are? Could it be that our beliefs of being anything but Love have shielded or shrouded us in confusion, unconsciousness, and even darkness? 

Or maybe it is because we have looked for Love in all the wrong places ? Or that in our forgetfulness, what if it is Love that pries and prods at us every moment of every day whether we hear its call or not, to reawaken us from our slumber? To remember that true Love? 

Maybe none of us truly know the nature of Love. But even then, why not be Love anyway and all ways? Doesn't it feel good to be 'in love' and 'to be love'? 

If not, ask why. Find out. 

Could the deepest and most real expression and experience of Love be nothing but unity, peace, and bliss between us and around us? Could it not bring us together to see and recognize where we have always been? To wake up and to remember the Love in us? Or maybe just to search and find out where it lives in our hearts?   

What can we do in our sad state? In our pain or hurt. In our confusion, anxiety, or fear? Why not ask for Love to reveal itself to us, to find us wherever we are, and to awaken and show us our true nature? 

Ask for Love to reveal to us our highest purpose as well and our most loving expression to what comes next. And in that unfolding, choose integrity to self, to others, and with the Love that arises. In that expression of true love, there will be no other way. 

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