Love Is Power

From the archives.

Love is power. Think about it. Let the thought consume you and slowly make its way through your pores. 

Love can smite us to our knees - knock us off our feet - drive us out of our head and send us to our grave in one fell swoop.

It has it’s hand in every part of nature. If it weren’t for the power of love, we wouldn’t be here. We were born from the black coal of darkness into the white light of love.

Love travels a long journey to find us - through hell and high water - through icy blizzards and scorching deserts. It wants to be with us. It wants to become us. 

So it keeps searching for it’s opening, but we block it. It tries again and we block it again. And when it finally finds an opening, what do we do?

We wrap it around our ego and try to contain it in our little human consciousness. Love is not a puzzle, yet it leaves many puzzled.

We try to rename it. We misrepresent it. We disrespect it. We desecrate it. We abuse it - yet through it all, love is unscathed.

When detached from the ego, love writes itself in our hearts in volumes. We would travel to the end of time just to be in it’s arms. It’s grip is tight but not forceful. It's hand soft and gentle.

It makes us into who we are. We are sonnets gliding off of love’s tongue. We are love songs sung and heard by the heart. We are the bud becoming the rose. The caterpillar becoming the butterfly. The wings gently spreading to take the sky.

With each day, the power of love helps us find the courage to overcome our perceptions of love and whittle them down to nothing. We don’t have to think about love to be love. We just have to be.

Love is our autobiography writing itself with our lives.

What is love to you?