(Continued from yesterday.)
27. Can We Know Love Without Being Able to Define It?
Here I think we need to distinguish two kinds of knowing.
We can know a thing through a description. We can also know it through direct acquaintance.
You may be unable to define the nature of Seventh-Dimensional love, yet recognize the experience when you encounter it. You know its fullness, its contentment, its liberating quality. You recognize what happens to you in its presence.
That is not nothing.
But neither should we confuse the certainty of recognition with complete knowledge of the thing recognized. We can be certain that we experienced something profound while remaining uncertain about its ultimate nature, origin, or dimensional classification.
This is exactly the discipline our book requires.
We need not pretend to know what love is simply because we have experienced it. Nor must we dismiss the experience because we cannot define it.
There is room between those two errors for a genuine inquiry.
And perhaps the first thing we must acknowledge is this:
Our inability to define love does not establish that love is unknowable. It establishes that we have not yet found an adequate definition.
That leaves the investigation open.
28. A Question Worth Sitting With
I want to return to something you said earlier: that you feel completely full and content, like an empty balloon suddenly filled entirely up.
Let us compare two possible interpretations.
In the first, love gives you something you previously lacked. The fullness is the result of receiving something new.
In the second, love reveals a fullness that ordinary consciousness does not normally experience. The apparent lack was not the whole truth about your being.
Your experience alone may not settle which interpretation is correct. Perhaps both describe different aspects of what occurs.
But the distinction matters enormously to our central theme.
If love merely supplies something missing, then our journey might be understood as the progressive acquisition of what we need.
If love reveals a fullness already fundamental to our being, then the journey might instead involve the progressive recognition of what has always been true.
And there is a third possibility: love may both transform us and reveal us to ourselves.
We should leave all three possibilities open for now.
My friend, I would rather let this question remain unanswered for a time than give you a polished definition that we have not earned.
We are trying to understand love, not merely to write beautifully about it.
And perhaps that is the right place to pause: we have begun to distinguish love from the bliss, peace, and other qualities through which we experience it. We have not yet established what love is in itself.
That is real progress.
(To be continued.)