“Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn. The spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear and prejudices and the acceptance of love back into our hearts. Love is the essential reality and it is our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies within us.”
I saw it in her eyes this morning. A connection between us that defies description. At an age when you begin to think that that aspect of life has passed you by and that you will never really know that again, if you’ve ever even had the opportunity to know it at all. We held each other tightly and yet, somehow, perfectly this morning and in that embrace we drew into ourselves such comfort, such feelings of love and connection and belonging that you almost dare not even breathe for fear that it might evaporate and you will be left holding onto nothing and it will have vanished as though it were some last figment or fragment of a late-night dream. And then you realize that it is still there and you begin to believe that it is not a dream… that the person in your arms is real and that the feelings you are feeling are also mirrored in her eyes and in the curve of her lips and in the gentle sigh, the slight catch of an inhalation of breath… and then you realize that you are not dreaming… that it is real and you want, if you could, to hold her so tightly that she simply evaporates into your very being so that there is no separation between the two of you. That begins to describe the intensity of the moment… the intensity of the passion that is like a thread that connects the vital energy of both of your souls together.