To show that even in a world that faces so much confusion, creates so much needless misery, there is still hope- not just hope for a better future, but hope for a realised present. The signposts of love breath from every tree, every flower, emerge with every blossom. They warm the heart, bearing fingerprints of divinity wherever they appear.
Appear they will, bidden or not- yet they will only appear to those who choose to focus on them- for here lies the choice; to love or not to love, to experience the mirror of our own soul’s inner beauty or to see illusions in it instead. To feel the warmth of God’ loving hands, as reflected though our selves, or to pass by, heedless and ignorant. We always have the choice.
Which leads me to say- what really is love- can we ever be totally devoid of it? I would have to say- no, not at all- for love is our very essence, the very makeup of our being. In the beginning was the Word and the word was love. How indeed could it be any other way, for what other pathway is there to and from eternity?
Love is here in whatever the degree- and the greater the degree, the greater the joy, whether or not happy circumstances immediately accompany it’s realisation. At the base there is love for oneself, or the pursuit of those activities that one loves. Then it grows- some would say with maturity, though I’d qualify that by saying it is the particular road to maturity chosen- to love of another, then love of the family that they co-create (much as we already co-create our lives with God, whether consciously or not). Some let this grow further, into love for their country or religion, or even for the world as a whole. The ultimate growth is love for everyone around us- a love based on the former ones, yet just as steady and vital as hem. Such a love is much more than mere wishful thinking- it is the very realisation of who we are, moment by moment loving the appearances of God around us, His manifestation in others- and loving them for who they are.
Mere abstract love can be no more than hypocrisy, wishful thinking, self-deception and the deception of others, intentional or not. The true love is realised in action, in honest intention, in heartfelt regard. Hense this growth of Love that God wants from us, whether it be in tis world or the next. This is the change that we can do in the moment- to bring all our thought over to those of love and forgiveness, right now- to endlessly transform our inner landscape in the here and now. It is the timeless action of the sincerely religious- the action that reaches out beyond the apparent to the stars themselves and even beyond. The message that echos in eternity, that inspires and moves creatures everywhere. That one inner action- to be true to ourselves and our realisation of love- is the first and final action that bridges the apparent gap between us now and in eternity.
Only fear holds us back- a fear of illusions that must be cast aside, it’s ice melted into a puddle of nothingness, so that we can be free, free, free! Love is who we are and where we came from. The word was love and it still is now. The only thing we have to lose is our needless fear of being who we really were all along.