LOVE

Love delights in objects outside of us,
But does not require them in order to be.
Love delights in someone noticing it,
But does not require recognition.
Love does not require the world to respond in any particular way,
But delights in response anyway.

Love is a lightness,
A way of seeing and being
That blossoms for its own sake.
Love is the bird that sings in the bush,
Even when there is no-one to hear.

Love
Like all things natural
Is divinely indifferent.
There is no "special" love for some "special" person or thing;
There is no precondition for it to exist.
There is Love,
That allows us to create an illusion of "Not-love" if we wish --
Love is All.

Love cannot be earned;
It is a Given of Life,
Given evenly and freely to all that is, without consideration or favour --
To the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly.
Love is intrinsic in Being --
Unconditionally.


Mind cannot understand such love;
Love cannot be contained
in something so small.

Unconditional Love
Is not a static state;
It is a continuous process
Of letting go
Of anything and everything
That restricts our ability
To totally embrace the fullness of Now.
Unconditional Love
Allows.
It is
A state of awareness, without judgment,
A state of embracing, without reserve,
A state of allowing, without limit,
A deep appreciation for every experience.

And it is the opposite of all that.
All-so.