When it comes to the question: Who am I? f I am not my thoughts, my feelings and my body, who am I? In my meditation sessions many people see the word love when they ask themselves that question. Love. Like it is the essence of everything. The soul, God, consciousness. All these seem to be just synonyms for love.
When this word appears intuitively to my clients, tears usually running down their faces.
The word moves and touches us deeply.This little word to which we can reduce all the worlds complexity. That little word that makes us better people, that could bring world peace.
But if love is so simple and good, why do we constantly run away from it? Why do we raise walls and hide from it as if we need to protect ourselves from our greatest enemy?
And if we do manage to find it, we begin to compare. Is your love as strong as mine? Is our love as strong as theirs? And how do we measure it actually? And further-is love a feeling or a state? Or both?
Can we learn to tear down those walls and be in a constant state of complete, pure vulnerability? And if we take this risk, probably the greatest risk of all, what will be the reward? Pure vulnerability means access to the full spectrum of emotions. To all, really all nuances. To all nuances that lie between fear and trust. If we dare, would we discover new tones? The tones between the tones and create new melodies? Would we invent new words to describe the feelings in between? Would we possibly intervene in our Micro Evolution and develop into even more emotionally intelligent and emphatic beings? Would we feel finally constantly alive then? Is defenselessness and vulnerability the key to infinite potential?
And if love is not the key. If love is not a key. I hope that I can find a place where it could be.