Love Is……

Every time you choose love over fear, something changes.

The above quote popped up recently and really seemed to resonate for me. Not so much because it is true, but rather it took me on a journey of how we define love down here on the lovely planet Earth. We claim to want unconditional love, but can you define that in easy and understandable terms?

If you are lucky enough to be able to define it, can you then investigate your life and see where you live it yourself? Are you dispensing that which you say you want?

Again, my thoughts went to all the places where I was still judging. I have to say, I have done a lot of work to off-load my time on the bench dispensing judgment, but there are still moments that my moral superiority kicks in and I feel a need to notice and, more than likely, comment on someone else’s behavior or choices. It is a human condition.

It is also control and, as a recovering co-dependent, control is everything. The need to guide and direct the outcome. The desire to keep everyone and everything on a path I deem most appropriate or safest or necessary for my own peace of mind.

The past few years of moving into my soul from my ego has required a fair amount of heavy lifting. Just when you think you have looked in every nook and cranny, checked the attic and basement for more stored items, the universe gives you a nudge and points out you may have forgotten that storage unit or in some cases, warehouse of fears, memories and plans.

So, you wade in one more time wishing for a flamethrower to torch the process, but then getting caught up in the eddy of the past and sitting down to go over the scrapbook of life, just one more time. You wake up a few hours, days, weeks or months later and begin again.

For some, you may open the doors to the library of your life and simply shut it again. It is easier you believe than revisiting or reopening. Here is a hint. You do not have to open every box. Only the ones that contain your perceived wounds or strongly held beliefs. Those are the ones that hold you back from having what you say you want.

So, cut open the ones marked anger, hurt, loss, affronts. Briefly revisit the stories you have told. Examine them in a new light or simply the light. Take a step back and perceive them from another angle. Then take the hurt or fear and send it on its way. Every time you do, a bit more love will fill the space.

Honest – Give it a try.