When there is no "I," there is no one to experience and no one to feel. That is when real life manifests; one does not experience the beauty of a flower but becomes the flower. The very being within is love, a kind we cannot know through language. What we know about feeling deeply is only a fragment of what one feels in that state; the word for it is "Karuna," which is not just compassion, but feeling what another is feeling. All life around us becomes more vibrant than we can ever imagine. Even if we get a glimpse of it in our present state, it will overwhelm us to an extent we have never imagined.
Maybe that's what it truly means to feel connected to everything around us.
When we stop seeing everything as separate from us, love becomes more than just a feeling for someone; it becomes a way of being. And perhaps some things are meant to be felt rather than explained, because words can only take us so far.
When we stop seeing everything as separate from us, love becomes more than just a feeling for someone; it becomes a way of being. And perhaps some things are meant to be felt rather than explained, because words can only take us so far.