I’ve called the love of the higher dimensions transformative love (because it transforms the circumstances rather than being shut down by them), real love, true love, higher-dimensional love, etc.
Taking another cut at it, hoping to be able to describe the indescribable, I’m now going to call it, for this moment, “living love.” I say that because it brings us alive. It uplifts, energizes, inspires, and motivates, eliminating emotional deadness.
To compare living love with everyday love, let me use an extended metaphor.
The lights in your house suddenly go out and it’s night-time. So you reach for the candles and battery-operated lamps – anything handy.
None of them gives off very much light but they do get the job done and then the lights come back on. Ahhh, everything is returned to normal.
I compare the lights in your house to the love that lives in the higher dimensions. Light from a battery lamp is still light but very weak compared to an electric lamp.
By the same token, love in the Third Dimension is still love but very weak compared to the love of the higher dimensions.
Living love has another connotation. We unmistakeably see and feel it as coming from our own hearts. In that respect it’s coming from the center of us. This is the electric outlet that we plug into.
It can be said to “live” in us in the same way that I “live” in this apartment. It resides in us.
It’s present in our everyday experience as little wisps, which can be “ridden” like a surfboard to the “big wave.”
In the higher dimensions, love is a tsunami; in even higher dimensions, an ocean. It flows through us almost imperceptibly and yet it takes anxiety and fear irresistibly with it.
Our ordinary Third-Dimensional love is encumbered by egoic routines like image management, bending the truth to fit our pictures.
It has little or no aliveness in it. It clings and manipulates and desires security
One of the reasons we see so much quarrelling in relationships, I speculate, is that there seems to be very little experience of any real, higher-dimensional, or living love. I don’t say that to criticize but to state what I regard as a very sad fact.
Very few of us, including myself until 2015, (1) have experienced this wonderful, exquisite form of love.
So living love because of its aliveness and because it enlivens all it touches. Coming to a theater near you. No, coming into your life.
(1) See “Submerged in Love,” March 14, 2015, at http://goldenageofgaia.com/2015/03/14/submerged-in-love/
“Activating the Wellspring – Part 1/2,” March 14, 2015, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2015/03/14/activating-the-wellspring-part-1-2-2/ ; and “Activating the Wellspring – Part 2/2,” March 15, 2015, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2015/03/15/activating-the-wellspring-part-2-2/