Infinite are the faces of beauty to gaze upon anew
Infinite are the lips of tenderness to lay first kiss
Infinite are the seas of LOVE sailing free again to be…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

The arrogant, ignorant being experiences LOVE as fear, their ego leading them to falsely believe LOVE can be lost, while the humble, wise being meekly inherits all the happiness and peace LOVE is, knowing that LOVE is neither lost or found only infinitely shared… better to be the wise, humble peasant meekly inheriting the shared creation that is LOVE, than the vain, foolish king hoarding all the nothingness that is fear; in the still, silence of his meditation the young monk remembered…

When we move from fear to LOVE our happy, joyful times will seem to last forever and our misery will seem as fleeting as the last grain of sand through the hour glass, the opposite of how it is now in fear, where the pain and suffering seems never to end; our hourglass filled long with sorrow and regret, in LOVE soon empty…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“Any time not spent on love is wasted.” ~ Torquato Tasso

He had struggled for what seemed like eons to overcome the deep self loathing he felt, he wanted to LOVE himself, but how could he when he saw the contempt with which he and his fellow man treated the precious, precious gift of life, but then he felt a presence urging him to look right before him that the answer to how to LOVE himself was there all along; LOVE is all, the presence reminded him. So if he truly loved LOVE, he must LOVE himself for LOVE is he as well.

With that new remembering he exploded across Infinity his LOVE connecting with all other LOVE and for the first time he could recall in this troubled illusion, he could feel his spirit and soul were in harmony and peace, he had at last found the vibration of LOVE in this experience and now that he could truly LOVE himself, he could truly LOVE all…

He knew if he did not this moment move from having the expectation of LOVE into the experience of LOVE, he would most surely die of anticipation. And he was from a certain perspective of death correct, as he could not truly have the absolute experience of LOVE yearned for, until the he having the expectation of experience ceased to be…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“As spiritual searchers we need to become freer and freer of the attachment to our own smallness in which we get occupied with me-me-me. Pondering on large ideas or standing in front of things which remind us of a vast scale can free us from acquisitiveness and competitiveness and from our likes and dislikes. If we sit with an increasing stillness of the body, and attune our mind to the sky or to the ocean or to the myriad stars at night, or any other indicators of vastness, the mind gradually stills and the heart is filled with quiet joy. Also recalling our own experiences in which we acted generously or with compassion for the simple delight of it without expectation of any gain can give us more confidence in the existence of a deeper goodness from which we may deviate. (39)” ~ Ravi Ravindra, The Wisdom of Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras: A New Translation and Guide by Ravi Ravindra

The beggar reached out and grabbed the hand of the boy lost in despair and said to him, “For a penny I will give you the secret to being a master of LOVE”. The boy smiled kindly, kneeling down, handing the poor man a penny. “Now share with me the secret of being a master of LOVE, for my LOVE left me for another and perhaps if I am master of LOVE, her LOVE I can win back”, he said with slight, but unintended sarcasm.

The beggar touched the boy’s arm with his dirty weathered fingers, looking deeply into the eyes of his soul and spoke these words, “A true master of LOVE, loves until there is no more master, only LOVE”. The boy smiled, looking up into the clear blue sky, his eye squinting in the sun, the boy felt the truth in the beggars words and when he looked back down the beggar was gone, only the penny he had given remained, lying on the ground where the beggar once sat.

He could feel the very fabric of this illusion trembling, LOVE was building below the surface of the facade terror, like an infinite magma chamber just beneath the earth’s crust ready to explode man’s existing paradigms of fear…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“There is no illusion greater than fear.” ~ Lao Tzu

Compassion and empathy that is felt only in times of crisis and or catastrophe, (usually, but not always in the case of the human species self manifested and inflicted) is not really compassion and empathy, but survival instinct activated from a place of fear for ourselves, not actual caring and concern for others; real compassion and empathy is felt in each and every moment of being, without thinking, for that is the instinct of LOVE…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.” ~ Andrew Boyd, Daily Afflictions: The Agony of Being Connected to Everything in the Universe

It was not yet dawn, as the young man went about the morning chores of caring for his beloved horses, the fog fresh from the ocean cooling him, as he went about his labors, suddenly a light bulb exploded across his mind like a super nova from the farthest reaches of space. He had had it all backwards; it was not he that is LOVE, it was LOVE that is he, it was not he that is God, it was God that is he.

God had created perfect flaw so that she may experience the feeling of being in LOVE, we are, all creation is God’s perfect imperfection; he laid down in the corral and stared out at the moon and the stars that were now giving way morning sun, resurrecting the day, for now his mind had wandered Infinity long enough, knowing he had an eternity of nows to wander in.

He thought; all his life it seemed that he and the rest the human species have looked out to the infinite unknown and ask, “why am I?” Thinking the infinite would answer them back in some way they could comprehend, with only the wise realizing the answer lies not out there, somewhere, some when, but within in each of us everywhere, always.

Look within yourself; he continued to ponder.

The answer was there within him; find the frequency, the vibration of LOVE within each illusion and there you will find the answer you seek, always the same, but ever changing; just be what LOVE needs you to be and you will be happy, we will be happy…

just LOVE…
Kip Baldwin
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“Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.” ~ Joseph Campbell