Love vs Love

Love is in the air.

And we are so attached to the idea of love, and who can blame us, its always been our go to, our muse.

But what if we've had it wrong all along?

What if we've been playing small, selling ourselves short?

What if we are yet to know love? That love is actually on its way to us, and when it arrives it will obliterate all past phantoms of love that we were desperately attached to.

What if I told you that the thing called love we've all been attached to is merely emotional love. A temporary state of energy, that comes and goes. A polarised emotion that can flip poles and so can be lost through our fingertips at any moment.

What if real love is ever present? Unchanging? Indescribable?

Nourishing, healing, all giving, intelligent, strong, mysterious, powerful, breath taking?

A state of undisturbed peace and bliss.
What if its everywhere, always has been, and always will be, and we've been cloaked from it. Something that has always been right under our noses yet we've never noticed it.

Its hard to believe while our minds are heavily ladened with concepts, ideas, beliefs, programs, conditioning and patterns. Because it can't be known by the mind. The mind only thinks, it can't know. How can it.

The mind is a computer, running whatever we program in to it.

What if real love is truth, wisdom and intelligence. Our actual life force. The thing that animates our bodies, produces stars and galaxies. Grows the flowers and the trees. What if real love is the very architecture and fabric of all existence.
What if real love creates and expresses through everything and everyone.
And what if we've been playing in a tiny spectrum of it, believing that emotional love is the definition of actual love?

Is it even possible to be the totality of love. To be all of it. At Once.

To be the full power and intelligence of that love. To feel it running through our veins.
Notice how your mind can't compute the idea.
Yet you know it. I know you do.
You've glimpsed it for brief moments throughout your life.
When your children were born. When you fell in love with another. When you witnessed indescribable beauty. At brief moments when time stopped and you entered a mesmerised state. Whatever those moments were for you, you know them.

So what if those peak moments could become your baseline. Your constant. What if you could become it all, the full force and power of love.
Would you choose it?

What if I told you the whole point of your life is to make the journey back to that love. To become a walking talking conduit of that love.
Notice how your mind can compute that, so says err sounds a bit hippy, like some role play being someone I'm not.

Its a nice idea, but this is real life and I've got a life to be busy in.
Again the mind only thinks, it cant know.

What if there is a whole other world and its right here within your very 'now' moment. What if its just a slight turn of the dial. A gentle opening of the faucet. A small shift in perception. All of it contained within a single breath. And so the floodgates open allowing life to course through your veins. Allowing vibration to be felt in your body. Allowing intelligence to flood your mind. Allowing the power of love to completely heal, purify, harmonise, and balance, your inner and outer worlds.

What if everything you've been through up to this point is just the past excavation of everything you've been holding within. Everything that has jammed the dial, blocked the faucet, and had you looking in the wrong direction.

What if absolutely everything is either an expression of love or a call for love?

And what if that love is on its way, and when it arrives it will obliterate all past phantoms of love that you and I were so desperately clinging to?

With Love
Julie