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zondag 9 augustus 2015

Innerlijk leven: the meaning of true love

Om shantih

lieve allemaal

In mijn blogteksten wordt nog weleens het woord "liefde" gebruikt. Sommige personen hebben het gevoel dat "liefde" iets is tussen twee personen. Er is een tekst van een Yogi welke ik met jullie wil delen. Het kan gebruikt worden als een meditatie, hopelijk geeft het wat inzicht hoe men over "liefde" kan denken...... Ik zal het origineel welke in het Engels geschreven is hieronder plaatsen.

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The Meaning of True Love

Love is never between two people. 
It is what happens within you, and what happens within you need not be enslaved to someone else.


When you say “love,” it need not necessarily be convenient; most of the time it is not. 
It takes life. 
Love is not a great thing to do, because it eats you up. 
If you have to be in love, you should not be. 
The English expression “falling in love” is very significant. 
You don’t climb in love, you don’t walk in love, you don’t stand in love, you fall in love.

You as a person must be willing to fall, only then it can happen. 

If your personality is kept strong in the process, it is just a convenient situation, that’s all. 
We need to recognize what is a transaction and what is truly a love affair. A love affair need not be with any particular person; you could be having a great love affair, not with anybody in particular, but with life.
What you do, what you do not do, is according to circumstances around you. 
Our actions are as the external situation demands. 
What you do outside is always subject to many conditions. 
But love is an inner state – how you are within yourself can definitely be unconditional.

The Next Step

Love is a quality. 
It is not something to do with somebody else. 
Love is never between two people. 
It is what happens within you, and what happens within you need not be enslaved to someone else. 
For fifteen to twenty minutes daily, go sit with something that means nothing to you – maybe a tree, or a pebble, or a worm or an insect. 

After some time, you will find you can look upon it with as much love as you do your wife or husband or your mother or your child.
 Maybe the worm does not know this. 
That doesn’t matter. 
If you can look at everything lovingly, the whole world becomes beautiful in your experience. 
You realize love is not something that you do; love is the way you are.

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