Your vision will become clear only
when you look into your heart.
Who looks outside, dreams.
Who looks inside, awakens.
-- Carl G. Jung
Love is the Manifester - the creator of all things lasting. Love is the Sustainer - nutrition for the soul. Love is the Transformer - the power of the healer. Love reveals - seek consciously and learn.
Sages and theologians have pointed to love as the ultimate power. Some say, "God is love." The songs we listen to and the poetry and novels we read exalt love. It's easy to overlook because it is so common. Permutations are everywhere - we seem to be bathing in a plastic vat of it.
I've learned to tune love out for many situations in my life. Much of it seems adulterated, veiled or manipulative. I'm careful about what I let in and what I let out. I have a mental image of a brilliantly glowing light-furnace in my chest that is encased in a volcanic rock-like crust. I want some chosen few to see it and share its warmth in some carefully constrained way - it's been hidden from others.
I've wondered why. Love can be misguided, abused and perceived as weakness. And, of course, there is the heartache that might lead one to reject it. Yet, I think my own turn from love started very early. I remember walking with my mother to my first day of kindergarten. As we approached the school, I turned and calmly informed her that she could go home. "I don't need you anymore." It was the early rejection of mother love - the separation, the strengthening of me as a discrete being.
The nice thing about mother love is that it continues to radiate in the face of adversity. In fact, Mother Love is one of the most powerful forces in the universe. It's a force we can all tap into whether or not you're a mother. You don't have to get it from anyone else, though it's certainly nice to receive.
But, love dissolves ego and ego rebels. The egoic rebellion -- the desire to separate and be special. Love works to bring beings together -- that can feel challenging or threatening for the unrefined ego. It makes one vulnerable. So love gets compartmentalized - saved for a few who are trusted. One can sort of fake it for the rest.
Boys, particularly, are often conditioned to be tough. Love becomes a weakness. It's hard to be competitive when you love your competitor. It's hard to win when it means someone you love will lose. It's hard to be better when others you love are then worse by comparison. It's hard to look cool when you love your mother. It's hard to make soldiers out of young men who are filled with love. So many of us were hardened. Society showed us the way and we learned how to shelve love in order to compete, get things done, or fight for our country.
Our world is paying for this.
Realizations surface around love in my meditations. There's a powerful magic here - the most profound that I have encountered. It's something that has been right in front of me all my life though I failed to grasp its significance. What I primarily wanted to do at this time is pass on the realization that there is a pure love (more than one, actually) and it empowers the manifester, the transformer, and the healer. It's similar to an energy field and it's real rather than abstract. You can tune your mind/body to it and direct it. You can receive it and transmit it.
It's something you might want to contemplate for yourself. Tune in to receive love and let it radiate from you to others. Align consciousness with it, manifest with it, transform with it, heal with it and, importantly, don't abuse it.