Thoughts on love and other deep oceansWe just received the video clip from this summer's Authentic Relationships process called "Healing the Wounds of Love". It's so powerful! After a few minutes I couldn't even type or speak...had to turn it off for awhile. This process uses the first four letters of Shabd Hazare, otherwise known as Mere Man lochai, but it includes Aad such, Jugaad Such, Hai bhai such, Naanak hosee bhai such between each of the verses, plus a few at the end. There's a whole process....
Anyway, as the course approached this summer, I began doing it in the evening 11 times in a row. It took about 55 minutes and I had the most powerful opening-- a return of myself. I've written about it before here, so I won't repeat myself, but as a continuation of that same opening, I've recently had an experience that may not seem as powerful, but in its outcome has been equally transformative.
I was at a wedding reception a few weeks ago; and I will confess here that I was a skeptic. They were introduced by other 3HO people -- and it seemed in a blink of an eye they were 'in love' and getting married. Well, here I am at this wedding--and they did seem sooo radiant and happy--and she's about to throw the bouquet. Well, I'm not about to get up there. Hello. But my friend Har Pal insisted. As I'm on my way up to the circle of eager women, I laughingly say to my friend, Remember that episode of Sex and the City when the three of them just let it drop at their feet? I'm standing there minding my own business and this thing arcs it's way right at me--if I hadn't lifted my hands it would have hit me smack between the eyes. Everyone was howling with laughter because my face was the picture of shock and horror. The horror!
Needless to say, wth the intensity of my reaction I had to play it off a bit. Jokingly I tried to give it away to someone I knew really wanted it....sigh. But it got me thinking about polarity. If my reaction was so intensely antagonistic, then what was I reacting against? I took this all as a sign to make a few inquiries. A name had been in my head for weeks--and I didn't know why. So, innocently enough, I ask.
Well, the story goes on, or I hope it does anyway; but the point is that my heart had opened to something I didn't even understand or know. There was no 'reason'--no 'cause'. Just this gust of wind and I was in a completely different space. Call it what you want: love, grace, or God's will. But one day I was someone I thought I knew--had pegged down, ya know? And the next, I was this entirely different kind of fish in an entirely different ocean.
The moral of the story is that love really is a force of nature and it comes from within--not from anywhere else. Although it's always nice to have an object to spill it out onto (smile).
May we all be blessed with grace
May we all know the power of love
May we all merge into the ocean as a drop of rain
falls from the sky