Love... the true kind... in truth, the only kind...
one that is oddly impersonal and freely unconditional.
It fills us up and splashes out into the world...
In laughter, and
joy, and awe, and beauty, and gratitude, and compassion, and understanding.
It allows us to feel fully the pain within ourselves,
within others, and within the world,
Without being consumed by it.
It holds us in a silence so loud that we become infused by it and with it.
wraps us in a blanket of care so big that we are compelled to invite everyone else in... the angry, the hurt, the despised, the suffering.
join me" it whispers so sweetly. "I can hold you. It's safe here. It's OK."
And in that warmth and embrace of true love, that holds
not one... single... condition... and yet holds US...
We find ourselves FULLY accepted, exactly as we are.
And in the space of whole and unconditional acceptance...
Of the freely offered, infinitely abundant, always-open hand of true freedom...
The freedom for which we all unknowingly
We can reach out for it's sure and firm grasp,
And in the instant of its touch,
Be brought to safe ground,
Releasing all that we have been carrying to protect us.
We can finally breathe again... fully... in... and out.
And in that breath, we come to discover that same love within
Filling us up and splashing over.
As our eyes gaze out onto the vast landscape,
Of the incomprehensible and miraculous life that
has been gifted,
We see that despair is not for us to carry,
But only to embrace in kind, kind tenderness,
Miraculously discovering ourselves in ALL of it... the pain, the blanket, the sure hand, the breath.
With Love and Laughter,
(Photo by Nur Andi Ravsanjani Gusma)