Let Me Be

strong loveLet me be . . .
sick
tired
afraid
rejected
alone
penniless
homeless
maimed
anything,
even dead,
rather than closed to love.
For love is the only real thing.

This is what came to me so strongly one day. It felt like Truth with a capital “T.” Despite the resounding yes that reverberated through my whole being and the tears that came to my eyes when these thoughts came to me, a week later, in a situation in which my energy was low and I felt beaten and battered, I chose “not love.” I chose to reject and be angry with another, although temporarily. I lived from the many layers that surround my heart, rather than my soul itself. I protected myself and fought to preserve my preconceptions instead of finding a way to express love in that situation.

Words are easy, aren’t they.

Love, caring, peace, softness are often treated as a weakness in our society. They are feminine characteristics that cannot survive in the rough and tumble world. So we present a tough exterior so no one will “take advantage” of us and we can get what we want in life. That’s how you survive, right? Not just individuals, but families, religions, and countries do this as well. We protect our own, and if we leave ourselves vulnerable, we’ll certainly be attacked by someone stronger than us.

For these reasons, I think embodying love requires more strength than acting tough and brandishing a big stick for everyone to see. In order to shine big and bright and clear, love must be strong.

The only real strength that I know of comes from being centered and focused in the moment. What I keep learning over and over is that the only things we really have are our soul and this moment. Everything else is an ephemeral illusion. The only healing and the only creation comes from our soul, which resides in our hearts while we have a body.

So now I’m working on being really strong and being true to the only Truth that I know for sure. Everything else is a game for my growth.