Do not look for love. Do not abandon yourself looking for love in others. Love is not an object, it can not be given or taken away.It can not be found or lost. Love is not a feeling, a state, or an extraordinary experience, but what-you-are, presence itself.Do not confuse love with attraction. Attraction comes and goes and can disappear with time.
Do not confuse love with your desires. The desires are impermanent, transitory. Do not confuse love with feelings of happiness, pleasure, with an excited nervous system. The passenger states can not last; It is not your nature. Even the promises that today seem so sure, and that are born from the best of intentions can vanish tomorrow, or break.
Love, however, does not fade. Love can not diminish with time. Love is not a commodity, a form of exchange. Love is a field, a field inside and outside of us, a field where thoughts, feelings, even the most apparently solid plans for the future can appear and disappear. Love includes both hope and loss, enthusiasm as boredom, terrible disappointment as happiness. Love is the field for changing forms, the ground that sustains us as we walk, sit down, talk or not; while we feel what we feel in the presence of others, as we approach our affairs this day, while we plan, we eat;
While we feel hope, we say goodbye and try to love. Love is much bigger than us. We do not generate it with words and deeds, or even with intentions, but we are continually embraced by him, welcomed into his immensity, no matter what we do or do not do. We got married, we divorced; we are friends, we are lovers; we separate, we suffer together; we are born, we die; and the field remains undisturbed. Nobody has given us love; that is the greatest illusion.
We have simply remembered the field through the presence of the other, sometimes we have recognized eternity in the middle of the everyday and then attribute the fact to someone else. Love never came from outside; What happened is that we simply caress our own presence, surrender to the love we already are. And nobody has ever withdrawn love from us; we simply forget the field, and 'blame' others, and we seek love again, feeling its absence, losing ourselves in the story of a 'lost love.' However, love was always there, even in its apparent absence; He was present, even in the loss. Love can not be crushed; a wave is never able to crush the Ocean.
Do not look for love, do not look for light. I know that, offer it. The joy of love is infinitely greater than the joy of clinging fearfully to the love of another, because deep down you know that it is an illusion that what you have always longed for may come from outside you. You are the Love of your Life; you have always been the One, the One ....
