I’ve been exploring love a lot these past few days. I know why it is but I’d rather leave that subject untouched, if you’d permit me.
It’s so much easier getting the love machine going if one has someone to love. It doesn’t have to be a spouse or partner. It can be anyone. But to actually pour out one’s love to another, even if they’re “dead” and you’re pouring it out to their picture, at least initially, gets the love machine going.
I’m not referring to what passes in the Third Dimension for love, which is affection, the warm fuzzies, attraction, etc.
True love, real love, deep, transformative, universal and unconditional love is in a different dimension. Definitely at least the Fifth, if not the Seventh.
Love is love is love is love. It isn’t that we move from love to something else, I think. It’s that our experience of love deepens, perhaps forever.
If we really get that, then we find ourselves confronted by new problems to solve about love. If, until now, we’ve considered that one goes from one state to a different state up Jacob’s ladder of consciousness, then that would bring about one kind of inquiry with one kind of question.
But if one comes from the point of view that one doesn’t go from one state to a different state but that one goes deeper and deeper into one of the divine qualities of love or love itself, that calls forth a different kind of inquiry with a different kind of question.
How does one describe a journey that goes deeper and deeper into love? More love? Greater love? How far can you go before everything that can be said about love has been said? And everything you’re saying is a very big “etc.”
That stands to be seen. I know I myself run out of things to say about love, short perhaps of “Yyyiiiiiippppppeeeeee!!!!” How many ways can one describe complete contentment and goodwill towards all? Both of these arise in the space of transformative love.
One way we can recognize transformative love is that it has the ability to sweep away any negative emotions. Ordinary love succumbs to these same emotions. Ordinary love hasn’t the strength to be part of the solution; it remains part of the problem.
But what it feels like is the most important thing to me. As with bliss, I’ve never been able to nail down a specific way I feel that I could label as “love.” It’s more that all the positive, enjoyable and desirable aspects of life are enhanced by it.
I feel satisfied. I feel fulfilled. I’m joyful and happy. My heart will burst if I don’t express it or allow it to flow. I want to embrace everyone. I feel uplifted and carried aloft. All these come with transformative love.
So far, it only comes and goes. It won’t be stabilized for some time, apparently.
But, when it comes, it sweeps all cares away. A minute into it and all painful memories disappear. Life is open-ended again and I’m excited to be travelling this road.