The other day, my dad asked me how I define Love or what Love means to me. It took me about a week to cultivate an idea of what Love means and how I define it. The words “complete acceptance” kept coming up for me, but I felt like there was more. Yesterday, as I was driving home from Costco, after picking up maybe 20 latex gloves scattered around the parking lot - I found myself trying to be in acceptance of all these people who don’t understand that our “earth suits” will have no place to live if we destroy the earth. I felt my anger shift into sadness because so many people have not been granted the gift of Awareness and Understanding about the oneness of life-kind (not just mankind), nature and ultimately, the entire earth. I found myself feeling a sense of desperation – thinking about how I could reach the masses and show them what is happening in our parking lots - on our earth - during this time; if people truly understood how many latex gloves and masks are being dropped, tossed, or flung outside into nature - If people actually saw this, I believe it would make a difference. And then it hit me, this was an opportunity to be the change that I want to see in the world. I decided to go back to that parking lot every day and pick up those latex gloves and masks. I hope that people will notice what I am doing and that this will be enough to make them place their gloves and masks in the trash (or wash and reuse them).
I realized that, to me, love is less about words and more about feelings-sensations in one’s body. When I feel love, I notice that my brow relaxes, my head bows ever so slightly, my eyes soften, my chest feels an opening outward from the center and I feel a slight warmth. I feel an energetic embrace, as though someone’s arms are wrapped tightly around me.
I also think that complete acceptance is the base of love. On top of that, there is a commitment which one does not have to work for. The commitment is not a conscious choice; rather, it is in our bodies. This commitment propels us toward that which we love. It lifts us up, reminds us of connection to something greater. There is a feeling of unification, with a curiosity about, and complete acceptance of, differences between the one who loves and that which is being loved.
