A Little Love

Love is the theme of the day, today—we think of today as being about romantic love, but romantic love is a small corner in the ocean that is love.

The question of why we bother to elevate and why help is available for elevation is answerable with love. The question of why we exist has the same answer. In a real way, we are all the children of a love so vast that we are constantly meeting it. There are an infinite number of arrivals in the divine. Something or someone is always coming home.

We exist as emissaries of that love, and everyone we meet is an emissary of love, too. Reality itself is the same. Everything you see and everyone you have ever met is an outgrowth of that love.

It is easy, when we look at others (or the state of the world, or politics, etc) to forget this. It is easy to look around and feel… if not overwhelmed or despairing, then burnt out and deeply unsure. It can be downright impossible to see the upside, or to feel safe, or to feel like anything works out for the better.

That is why I’m writing this post today, in the classroom that is living: to remind people that this is the classroom. That lessons are being learned everywhere you can look, lessons that you do not need to understand. You don’t need to learn anyone else’s lessons for them, nor do you have to solve everyone else’s lessons. You don’t have to direct, form, or even be a part of other people’s lessons.

You just need to know that this is the classroom. Bit by bit, life by life, we learn the lessons love puts in front of us. You have all of eternity to learn, as does everyone else. Love is faithful to put the lessons in front of you until you learn them, so that you can come to understand love.

The divine waits for all of us: a patient lover of all, waiting for us to arrive.