“Don’t YOU disappoint Love!”
What do you require to give Love? Is it commitment? Trust that’s earned? A title?
What if you required nothing? Not. One. Thing.
This isn’t about needs not being met, or abusive situations. This is about redefining what it means to Love.
Often we look at Love as an exchange, a contract negotiation. But Love is one of the primal energies and forces of creation. It is already within us. When we anchor ourselves to Infinite Love in daily practice, we notice more and more just how full of Love we are; our lives start taking the shape of Love; and we find it is much easier to give Love without expectation.
Love is Infinite. We are Love, expressions of that beautiful vibration of Creation. I believe it is our fear of lacking Love, of Love’s scarcity that keeps us in a constant search for security, commitment, titles. None of these are bad by the way---security, commitment, and titles are all beautiful gifts. Ornaments of love, if you will. But they don’t actually create Love. In fact, by focusing on the ornaments we reinforce our inner fear of lacking Love.
Let’s make a different choice! Let’s remember that we are always connected to, and expressions of, Infinite Love. Instead of demanding that our Love be reciprocated in just the way we want, what if we try allowing the giving of Love to clear space for us to receive the best expression of Love possible in the moment? No stories, no using past pains as trauma porn. Simply allowing for the possibility that Love will meet us anyway. Whether through ourselves, a specific person, Spirit, or some other expression, Love will meet us when we choose to meet It.
There is a line that sums this all up, in one of my favorite movies “If a Man Answers.” The wise, French mother gives her daughter the following advice on her wedding day: “If you come to Love and say to it ‘If you're so wonderful, please me, satisfy me, fulfill me,’ then you probably will be disappointed. It all depends on what you yourself bring to it. Don't YOU disappoint LOVE.”
Mic. Drop.