Love is a warm, soft, smooth, semi-liquid feeling or sensation. It is the absence of pain, hurt and wanting. Each and every one of us is born full of pure love.
Love is a remembering of that newborn, infantile state of being.
Love is a forgetting...of all the words and actions imposed upon us by others, that we are unworthy, wrong, unlovable. Those who have had their sense of love ripped away by others, will do the same.
Love, we are taught, is something we can only get from others...something to earn and aspire to...something we must constantly seek...for we are not whole and complete unless someone outside of ourselves gives it to us.
I believe that this is very incorrect.
Love is inside of us. It is and always has been at the very center of our being. It is buried deeply beneath all the expectations, shortcomings, mistakes and regrets.
It is something that parents and caregivers unknowingly steal, maim and destroy in young children. When a parent is nothing but an open wound, they will try and often succeed, in sucking the love and joy from anyone around them. And children give it away freely to those who claim to love them.
Love is a birthright, a glorious gift that we are all born with. It is inside of us. We can be whole and complete and completely happy if we can only find it, acknowledge it and allow it to flow freely, once again.
Imagine...if only for a moment...that all the love that you will ever, ever need in your entire life...is within.
Imagine that...at the center of your chest..is this warm, soft, glowing pink ball of semi-fluid, brilliant, peaceful, loving energy....and let it flow
