Sometimes I wonder if losing the one we love
is a prerequisite to discover a capacity to love
many MORE people than just one romance; I
wonder whether we have to lose focus on just
that special one to offer love to everything
People, animals, nature & inanimate objects as
symbols of our deepest feelings; can we have a
love affair with the beautiful world, does loss of
a romantic love teach us it is not the end of the
world, but rather the beginning of an infinite
Love affair with the world as it is, the freedom to
delight in all people and all the world's wonders -
thus the deep loneliness inside, the hole in the
heart can be filled by an all-embracing love, isn't
this the effect of mind-altering drugs - could we
Remember the feeling to go on - with a mind all
new since knowing what true love is, instead of
growing furious when we lose the drug-induced
delight; maybe we can increase the flow of love
in our hearts and leave the artificial veneer
Of cultural suppression to become who we really
are: lovable, loving human beings who refuse to
row upstream against our feelings, sharing love
without fear of rejection since love unconditional
does not require a response, it simply IS - like
The sun giving light to all, not just those of our
own culture, skin and location - sometimes it
seems sunshine is liquid love scattered by the
winds to fill all with joy and we can offer shade
to all who take too much sun and we can
Lead those stuck in their suffocating mind-caves
back to the beauty of light - as the symbol of love
[4 October 2014]
[ORIGINAL:]
Sometimes I wonder if losing the one we love
is a prerequisite for discovering we have the
ability to love many MORE people than just
ONE romance - and I wonder whether we
Have to lose the focus on just that special one
in order to offer love to everything in the world,
people, animals, nature and inanimate objects
as mind-boggling symbols of our deepest
Feelings – I wonder whether we can have a love
affair with the beloved world in which we live; do
you know what I mean? Maybe loss of romantic
love teaches us it is not the end of the world, but
The beginning of an infinite love affair with the
world as it is, discovering the freedom to delight
in all people and the world’s wonders, and thus
the deep loneliness inside, he hole in the heart
Left after loss – can be filled by an all-embracing
love - do you think it is possible? - Isn't this the
feeling we have upon using mind-altering drugs
and alcohol? Shouldn’t we treasure this feeling
And relive it when the substance’s effect is gone
and we can go on with a new mind which knows
what true love is, instead of growing furious when
we lose the delight created by these drugs? –
Maybe we can increase the flow of love in our hearts
and leave the artificial veneer of cultural suppression
to become who we really are – lovable, loving human
beings who refuse to row upstream against their own
Feelings and needs, sharing their love with everything
without fear of rejection since unconditional love does
not require a response, it simply IS like the sun giving
light to all, not just a chosen few on the grounds of
Their culture, skin and location? Sometimes I think
sunshine is liquid love scattered by the winds to fill
everything with delight - giving us opportunities to
help making shade for all who take too much sun
And to lead anyone stuck in the suffocating caves
inside their minds, back to the beauty of light as
the symbol of love…
[2 October 2014]
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