Galaxystar
Favoured Frenzy
Love is not given. Love cannot be taken away.
Love is not a commodity; it cannot be bought or sold.
Love does not come from outside.
Love is not a state; states come and go.
Love is not an excited nervous system,
a peak experience, a wonderful feeling.
Even the most volcanic feelings are temporary.
And even the most sincere promises can crumble.
And even the most beautiful dreams can die,
for this existence is without ground,
and you have always known.
Love is synonymous with Presence,
a heart open to the Infinite.
Love is there in the breath,
this simple feeling of being alive and awake.
Love is spacious; a great room,
your unlimited capacity for thought and feeling.
Love is yours, and you cannot lose it.
If you can lose it, it was never love, but desire,
and promises, and futures, and the urge to possess,
and be possessed, and forget death
and the groundlessness of things,
and live in blissful unawareness.
Yet love is there even in the loss of desire.
And the heart can remain open, even as the world cracks.
Yes, even when love is lost, there is love!
Love is this astonishing intimacy you feel.
This transparency. The stateless state. Home.
This wonder. This readiness.
The present moment, naked.
The part of you that cannot be crucified.
Do not wait for love, then. Do not beg for it.
Do not make yourself small for it.
Do not manipulate yourself, belittle yourself.
Do not destroy others to win it.
Do not make it into something 'lost'.
But know it.
And remember:
You are worthy.
You are large.
You are a beast of the wild, a supernova.
Your heart beats as One with all the other hearts.
Connected, and longing to connect.
So you cannot be lonely, when you are in yourself.
And your aloneness is majestic.
And your longing is miraculous.
Let your dreams of love burn; feel the fire.
You only ever wanted
to fall in love
with your own
heart.
Love is not a commodity; it cannot be bought or sold.
Love does not come from outside.
Love is not a state; states come and go.
Love is not an excited nervous system,
a peak experience, a wonderful feeling.
Even the most volcanic feelings are temporary.
And even the most sincere promises can crumble.
And even the most beautiful dreams can die,
for this existence is without ground,
and you have always known.
Love is synonymous with Presence,
a heart open to the Infinite.
Love is there in the breath,
this simple feeling of being alive and awake.
Love is spacious; a great room,
your unlimited capacity for thought and feeling.
Love is yours, and you cannot lose it.
If you can lose it, it was never love, but desire,
and promises, and futures, and the urge to possess,
and be possessed, and forget death
and the groundlessness of things,
and live in blissful unawareness.
Yet love is there even in the loss of desire.
And the heart can remain open, even as the world cracks.
Yes, even when love is lost, there is love!
Love is this astonishing intimacy you feel.
This transparency. The stateless state. Home.
This wonder. This readiness.
The present moment, naked.
The part of you that cannot be crucified.
Do not wait for love, then. Do not beg for it.
Do not make yourself small for it.
Do not manipulate yourself, belittle yourself.
Do not destroy others to win it.
Do not make it into something 'lost'.
But know it.
And remember:
You are worthy.
You are large.
You are a beast of the wild, a supernova.
Your heart beats as One with all the other hearts.
Connected, and longing to connect.
So you cannot be lonely, when you are in yourself.
And your aloneness is majestic.
And your longing is miraculous.
Let your dreams of love burn; feel the fire.
You only ever wanted
to fall in love
with your own
heart.
