Love’s Shadow is Lost in Love
October 22, 2008
Daily I marvel at the futility of my own mind’s machinations in trying to grasp understanding with the purpose of increasing its control. It’s a reflexive response of the mind. I’ve found that only when I allow myself to bathe in the Beauty of Life itself, call it Love, only then does the mind relax its constant straining for control and domination of its body, its world, the political, social, environmental milieu in which it believes itself confined, even imprisoned. It’s the ubiquitous love that frees me.
We walk through a refreshing garden of love and enlightenment, but so often the weight of one’s mind wallowing in its habits, bends the head to the dirt path, to the shadow of the great Love that enfolds one with its beauty and its affirmation of Life. That shadow exists and it must be negotiated. But it cannot be negotiated by the cunning of the mind, for thought is limited, just as is perception limited to the senses of the body unless one has reached a higher level of consciousness, above the mind itself, above the body and its mechanical nature. But the only means for escape from the shadow and into that higher level of consciousness where the fragrance of God’s flowers uplifts and inspires is through the means of Love — living, breathing, being Love.
Vigilance and effort, gentle and forgiving, is undertaken by one in a loving purpose to see everything within the light of that Love, its splendid beauty, its healing melody, and recognize that that is all of Life, that there isn’t anything else. The shadow of life, that being death and hatred, struggle and fear, is dissolved in that Love. Though the world truly struggles, its weight is an illusion. We are all free, floating in the pure breezes of boundless bliss. The task is not to understand and thus control the shadow, but instead to move awareness into the Love that passeth all understanding where the shadow is put in its place beneath one’s feet. There, we tread that shadow as the dirt path, while we walk in the free garden, breathing deeply, enjoying a bliss unknown before that makes all right and good.
