It’s a sunny day in the park with a cool breeze
I’m waiting for Love. She’s supposed to be here at 3 pm
but of course, I’m 10 minutes early.
Impatient little me…
I see her whizzing through the park on her bike,
ringing her bell along the path to alert the parents and kids.
I’d be like “Love coming thru, make way!”, but she’s too
humble for that. Pride never seems to be in her company,
at least when I’m around.
She brings her bike to a stop by the bench where I’m sitting,
we exchange salutations and pleasantries;
our conversation begins:
Hi Pierre! What’s going on?
Thanks for coming out. I really wanted to talk to you; it’s been a long time
At least 5 months; but don’t think I’ve been completely out of the picture though. Insight and I had spoken about you, and I’ve advised him on certain things to tell you
Yeah, I could tell. When talking through him, they’re always just little glimpses about a subject I can’t ever completely understand. And because we’re playing chinese whispers, albeit with only one conversational intermediary, I feel as if there’s always something I’m missing, or just flying over my head. But that’s all right. Insight and even Wisdom herself, have kindly told me not to think too much about it.
Instead…I followed your advice and just let my heart flow. And you know?….it feels absolutely wonderful! I feel happy and truly connected to others in this world in more ways than I’ve ever imagined possible before. One thing you taught me really helped though.
What was that?
A friend I visited a few years back, a young lady I love dearly, said that…sure loving myself first is good. But trying to grasp and reach for a holistic sense of self you can love, BEFORE actively trying to love others, is a waste of time. You just have to open your heart with loving kindness and compassion, without any expectation of return. Because ultimately, love is a gift.
That’s right..
And that doesn’t mean I have to try and love everybody…some people seemingly don’t deserve any love. But there is some basic form of humanistic compassionate love I’ve discovered, that I can share with anyone; a reservoir within me that I never knew existed.
Pierre, it’s not like a huge Alpine stream was always flowing nearby and you never saw or heard it. I want you to give yourself a little bit of credit; you cultivated it within you and it grew.
But there’s something deeper I sense within you; a real reason for being here talking with me today. What is it? Has that cat been scratching on your door again lately?
Actually yes. But I don’t shoo him away anymore. I understand that Attachment and Aversion are siblings. So…I accept the meaning of the cat’s presence when he’s around: namely my desire for deep love and intimacy to/from a close friend. Someone who’ll come home after a long day and I’ve already been working in the kitchen, preparing seasoned chicken breasts with a lemon butter sauce, bow-tie pasta, and savoried green beans. I kiss her softly in greeting and pour us some glasses of fine Australian Merlot before setting the table.
What a little romantic you are!
But hold that thought! I sense you have a lot more to say, but I need to do something important first…so just give me a minute ok?
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Love turns around and taps on the big pane of glass.
Hi Reader! Love here… Pierre is about to wake up and I don’t want to cut him off mid-sentence. Would you mind coming back in a few days? Thanks 
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