Love Dis.covered

Love Dis.Covered

Love is everywhere. It comes in many forms of itself. Some forms are so evident it demands of my attention; I fall into; I fall in love. Some forms of love have me question is love here at all; leaving me in despair or resignation, jaded to the idea of love itself.

Sometimes love looks like the absence of love; the lack of love; and it’s not. It’s love cleverly disguised. The ‘absence of love’ or lack of love is the contrast to bring love to being, to bring love to form. To bring love to be seen. It’s the sandbox of love.

​I say ‘love’ ... the work of love is everything NOT love.
Love looks like heartbreak.
Love looks like anger.
Love looks like hate.
Love looks like distance.

I get to say again and again and again Love...
I bring love.

I get the privilege,
   the opportunity,
      to create love,
         to BE love,
            to BRING love.

And it is the bringing love ongoingly, in action, that gives me the experience of love.
I am accountable for love.

And me, on my own with love, will bring love, and a ripple of love AND imagine that amplified. Imagine a team of love all saying they are the ones. The ones to bring love, to see love, to BE love.

Each saying ‘Love wins the day’.

Each declaring the contrast not as a problem but the opportunity to see all the spaces they get to bring love. All the people they get to invite into the accountability of love.

An army of Love saying ‘LOVE WINS the Day’.
What could be the impact of that?
What could be possible?
Imagine.

And that's beautiful to think about, moving really. Though, it is in the right now that I get the best outcome of all.

As it is in bringing love now, now, and right now that:
I get to know myself as love.
I get to witness myself as love..
I get to experience myself as love.
I get to be in awe of myself.

This fulfills me; fills me up; full self, expressed.
This brings me satisfaction, power, freedom and fulfillment... the fulfillment of self, of source; a coming back to myself.

And it’s not FOR this. It’s not to get this. It’s FOR LOVE. It’s for LOVE’S SAKE. The rest is just the perks that come along with this.

What all this means is I get to celebrate all the not love; for it is the pathway to love.
(which seems to be a system non compute for me)

Thank you for the hate as now I can see the hate.
Thank you for the anger as now I can see the anger.
Thank you for the lonely as now I can see the lonely.
Thank you for the disappointment as now I can see the disappointment.

Where my mechanics and truths and knowing wants to take me is
to make wrong the not love,
to resist the not love,
to be mad at the not love,
to be victim to the not love.

AND that is so not the case.

The not love is the pathway.
The not love is the opportunity to bring love.
The not love is the opportunity to express love.
The not love is the opportunity for love fulfilled.

If it was already love I would not get to know myself as love. The not love is the opportunity for me to be in the trenches, up close and personal, with love;
   discovering,
      tasting,
         developing and
            constituting myself as love.

I am building my relationship with love.
I am discovering the edges of love, the nuisances.
I am discovering the impact of not love; which gives context for ‘why love’.
I'm discovering all the expressions of love and what does it take so I can lead the way; my way and humanity's way.

​And how arrogant to think that in fact LOVE is not actually already there!
The essence of it all; life itself; IS love.
It isn’t so much me the epicentre of love, bringing love where it is not.
It is me the seeker of love, bringing love to the surface to be seen.
In seeing the not love,
   I get to look closer
      and closer
         and closer
            to dis.cover the love.

The love that is always there right in front of us to be seen, to be dis.covered. The gift awaiting to be unwrapped, unveiled, dis.covered.

It is the waking up to love,
the retraining of my eyes to see love,
retraining my heart to feel love.

It is all over here with me; an inside retraining, a reprocessing; An inside coming HOME.

And I can call it forth in you.

I can call forth LOVE.
   As I see you; the love you are, your essence.
I can speak to your love;
   invite your love to play.
I can invite your love’s partnership to wake love together;
   together in love amplified.

In Love I Am.
In Love I Stand.
In Love I give my life.

In Love.
​
~Szara