How could he have been so wrong? Screaming for season after season, to all that had ears that could hear and eyes that could read, “I am LOVE, we are LOVE!” But he had it completely backwards and upside down, for he realized suddenly, sitting at the river’s edge, beneath the old willow, as the waters flowed gently by, the tree silently weeping and he in stillness pondered the infinitum of it all, “I am not LOVE, you are not LOVE, LOVE is me, LOVE is we, there is no I, there is no us.” The answer to this or any experience yet to come was so clear, so simple. “Just BE!”.
“Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.” ~ Paulo Coelho