LOVE IS
ALWAYS THERE
Question is :
can you see it? pg 102
I was suddenly fascinated by it and couldn’t understand why all of the people in the cars around me and walking the sidewalks weren’t showing signs of the jaw dropping awe I was feeling.
“Look! Look! “I wanted to yell! “Isn’t it incredible?”
Then I really saw what was going on. They were me. I was seeing how often I walk and drive through my days oblivious to the the opportunities to move into that place of wonder and awe and gratitude….and yet, it is always there.
I sort of forget about it…although less and less these days . But when by Grace I take notice of those always-there moments…the soft-glow moon, a delicate, intricate tangle of tree branches silhouetted against a night sky, the warm, compassionate eyes of an elderly lady when I dropped my coffee while rushing out a door, an unsolicited hug from my son… if I notice, then I am transformed. Taken from the mundane to the magical, from unconsciousness to awareness and gratitude, from my head to my heart.
It’s that way for me as I walk this path of devotion. I can forget sometimes to remember.
love-serve-remember …a simple path to peace.
So even though I never sat in the heavy heat of an ashram courtyard in India chanting and holding Maharaj-ji’s sun-baked feet in my hands and I didn’t ride on that bus full of love deciding where to look for him only to discover that there was never anything to decide……I don’t have to be there to go there…It is just always here. The love is always right where I am.
I am deeply grateful to all of those who did spend time with Maharaj-ji and brought back the stories and experiences and that they so generously share . …And the love.
I lose myself in that love. It feels to me like the “limitless, undying love that shines around me like a million suns “ that John Lennon sings of in my favorite Beatles song Across the Universe. And it …”calls me on and on”.
I have no explanation for this sweet flow of love I am opened to by my connection and devotion to a man I never met and who never told anyone to do anything. I only know that he is always there.
I feel it. I know it. I am forever grateful.
JAI GURU DEV
November 20th, 2010 at 5:11 pm
Nice, Sue thanks for sharing. see my poem about for getting on page 97 BHN
November 20th, 2010 at 6:10 pm
What a sweet post, Sue! As you can see, I’m calling for an encore post for next week (since I haven’t finished the book yet)!
Thanks for bringing me back to a video of me playing Across the Universe. I haven’t been playing much lately and it was sweet to watch/hear (I put a link to it as a comment on your Facebook).
Somehow I have thought that maybe this experience of not having known NKB in the body makes the relationship easier for us. Oh heck, the grass ain’t greener on either side of the fence. But still, I get soooo attached. I can imagine that I would be hung up on missing “him” and not as accessible to the general and universal love for which he was an unblocked vessel.
Who knows! Just glad to be here with you.
cc
November 21st, 2010 at 2:45 am
Thanks Carin- I love the video! Lonny-Your poem is on pg 98 actually (white pages) and it speaks exactly to my experience. >>>have posted here……….
I know
that I know
and that I don’t know.
But I forget.
I see that I am blind
and I see the blinding light
in everything.
but I forget.
I see what I know
I think
I know what I see.
But sometimes
I forget.
ANd this is the way
It should be.
At the end of every forget
I remember