Boundless love

Existence is enough to love.

Love is acceptance. Not merely of a person, but of this moment, this reality.

Love is about agreeing that it is okay to fail. To understand.

That it is okay to not keep up. Accept that this world is enough. This person is enough. This moment is all I have and is enough.

When I distance myself from ego, from my ‘solid’ self, from my invented boundaries of identity, I am freed up to love.

Then I don’t put unreasonable expectations on life. On this person who I claim to love. On this world.

I don’t pin an identity, a self, on this moment. I let go of judgement.

I can finally see what they really are. Clear and bright.

They are nothing different from myself.

They are of the same atoms that I am made of. They suffer from the same addictions and afflictions. Simply their existence is enough for me to love them.

That love is boundless. It exists for everything in this universe. Just sharing this moment with them is enough.

It is the same love that I experience when I see Jupiter move in the endless expanse of the night sky. It is the same feeling when I see a human being suffer. It is the same feeling when I suffer.

Love is acceptance of what is real. It connects us to the present.

True love is not exclusive. If you love everything in this world, you would never stay lonely. All life and all of this world is sacred.

What I realised was that the world keeps moving, people continue to change, and our own self is a moving edge. What we perceive and think, will be different in the next moment. Because this ‘I’ arises from causes and conditions. This world which I deem real is but a shadow of its real self. The actual world is not cruel, not loving. But it is me, and me alone who creates these meanings from a reflection of that true world.

Because of a stickiness to my identities, my own ego, I create false meanings. For example, the need for someone to love me. Or a need to be rich. Or a need to dominate.

These cravings, these addictions, inhibit me from loving. They create barriers of meanings, causing me to reject them, isolating myself, and fall into indifference and apathy. These are the real impediments to love.

The enemy of love is not hate. The enemy is apathy. That is when you disconnect, break away from this world into your own. When you are cut-off, you are unable to see clearly. Unable to appreciate this moment, this world. You start living in a delusional fantasy. You blame everything but yourself. Hate is only the result of that indifference.

Acceptance is the antidote to indifference. When I truly accept, I don’t give up. Acceptance is not about standing down. Acceptance is about taking responsibility. That nobody else is responsible for my state. Only I can change it. My suffering is of my own making. And I have the tools to overcome it. Acceptance takes away my fear. I would never give up trying. I would continue struggling. Because this is how the world has always been. And it is okay to struggle. Pain and suffering are inevitable.

Existence is enough.