Today I had a thought. Well, I’ve had thousands so far, but one stands out above the rest. I am love. I am love? What do I mean when I say that? I have this feeling that my life has been all about love. Married 4 times, countless relationships that seem to have begun at the age of 5 and of course the children. 4 amazing beings that have taught me more about love than I could have hoped for. At first it seems that my lessons of love were lessons of hardship. Much pain came from my relationships and yet I kept doing it. Falling in love, falling out of love over and over again. I’ve come to the conclusion that I am a very determined person. I am committed to finding love. One would have thought I just should have been committed, making poor choice after poor choice on my quest to find love. One would have thought that I would have become bitter and refused to even attempt again. But, as I said, I am committed.
Lucky me, I did end up in a beautiful relationship that has helped me truly define love. Wild, passionate, forgiving, believing, supportive, caring, intimate love.
Little did I know, even 12 years into this wonderful relationship that I would still be searching for yet deeper and more meaningful levels of love. That quest has taken me both inward and outward. I have excavated the dark and scary places in my soul and explored the light both inside of me, in my higher relationships of love and in the humans I share this planet with. It is what opens me to the idea. Love is not just something I do. It’s who I am. It’s who we all are.
We come from a source of love that is divine. We don’t really understand it, we just simply believe in it. To varying degrees at different moments. However, it seems when I look into every spiritual pursuit on the planet we all agree on one idea. Love. We can banter about on how to express it, what it should feel like, what we should be wearing or doing or saying when we are communicating with it…but one solid truth is that it exists. We might call it god, or yaway, or allah, or great mystery, divine spirit…whatever name we have for it, we are all part of its glorious creation. A creation of love.
When I express my life from this knowing it feels rich and bountiful. Today…within my lessons of love I choose to remember this. I am love.
