Love is a verb.
This is a pretty popular saying these days, or idea. Love is action, love is what is, not what you think. Love is of the world, as are we, and the world around us is loving us, all the time. Do you see it?
I feel this the most at the coast. As I've written about before, I am so lucky to live near the beautiful Oregon Coast. And on a perfect Friday afternoon a couple of weeks ago, K. and I set out for an impromptu trip to Cannon Beach, a small town just West of Portland.
That's Haystack Rock you see in the background, twice. And this is me... with K.'s photographic whimsy thrown in.
But enough about that. Let's talk about love. What is love? Is there a more important question?
I see and feel love everywhere. It is life itself. Often in session I will guide my clients to feel how life is loving them, just by being. How the energy of life is love, breathing in and out of them, their cells, their very being. And when you go to the coast, and feel the energy of the waves crashing and the wind and maybe, just maybe, the sun or sunset...
or feel the trail under your feet, even it's a bit muddy...
That's all love is to me. No need to look for it, no need to seek it. You find it by surrendering to the moment, by living the life that is yours, by being a creature of the universe.
As the Sufi poet Rumi said many years ago:
I have almost driven myself mad,
wanting to know reasons,
knocking on a door.
It opens.
I have been knocking from the inside.
Get outside!
