Stop looking for it outside yourself, that is, and look for it in your very own heart.
But it’s just true. I say that as experiential and not as realized knowledge.
I’ve experienced the love in my own heart. I’ve felt how it rises in me.
When it enters the region of my solar plexus, I start to feel the beginnings of mellowness. When it reaches the area of my upper chest, I begin to feel satisfied. When it reaches the region of my throat, I begin to feel confidence. When it reaches the area of my head, I almost faint with ecstacy.
Having nourished myself with it, having enjoyed it as it rises from my heart to my third eye, I then send it out to the world. I end up deeply in the experience of love. And this love is not like ordinary love.
Ordinary love is overpowered by such emotions as greed, jealousy, hatred, etc.
Transformative love is not overpowered by them. It leaves them no room to get near us.
I’m drawing love from my own artesian spring. I’m giving, rather than getting, love. It’s so important to me that I be permitted to love. Otherwise it gets bottled up. That truly is painful.
I think it more appropriate to say that I’m looking for people to love than to say that I’m looking for love from people. The first is true, effective, and reliable. I’d rank the other as middling at best. And very difficult to arrange.
Meanwhile, the heart is the doorway between dimensions, our own personal portal to the Beyond. It’s the gas station whose pump fuels the car. It’s the hydro dam that lights up a whole city.
The more dense we are, the less intense our experience of love and the denser is the form of love that we experience. When we’re moving through the molasses of 3rd dimensionality, it’s difficult to feel transformative love. In 4th dimensionality, it’s much easier but, I suspect, by no means “complete.” (1)
But as the energies rise, they carry us up with them. Just as a rising sea floats the boat, the rising energies make it easier and easier to find the love in our heart. The more we return to it after we find it, the easier the connection becomes.
Oh, that all sounds so mystical. But it’s not. In my experience, it’s just the simple truth.
(1) I don’t think it’s ever complete until we reunite with God, way down the line.