#5165 – Nonduality Valentines

Edited by Gloria Lee

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“By day I praised you, and never knew it.
By night I stayed with you, and never knew it.
I always thought that I was me–but no,
I was you and never knew it.”



“In the monastery of your heart and body,
you have a temple where all buddhas unite.”



Thanks to Amrita Nadi



The shell must be cracked apart if what is in it
is to come out, for if you want the kernel you
must break the shell.  And therefore, if you want
to discover nature’s nakedness, you must destroy
its symbols, and the farther you get in the nearer
you come to its essence. When you come to the
One that gathers all things up into itself, there
your soul must stay.

~ Meister Eckhart

via Along The Way


Alan Larus Photography




By whatever path you go, you will have to lose yourself in the One.
~Sri Ramana
If the Angel decides to come it will be because you have
convinced her, not by tears but by your humble resolve
to be always beginning; to be a beginner.”
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
Out of the heart, onto a canvas. Prayers/blessings on the wind.
Maria Smith Painting
“There is almost a sensual longing for communion with others
who have a large vision. The immense fulfillment of the friendship
between those engaged in furthering the evolution of consciousness
has a quality impossible to describe.”

― Pierre Teilhard de Chardin


love is not fully possible. We are mortal creatures of
living and dying and how we love and what we love is
conditional upon where we stand in the drama and the
seasonality of that living and dying. Love may be
sanctified and ennobled by its commitment to the
unconditional horizon of perfection, but what makes love
real in the human world seems to be our moving, struggling
conversation with that wanted horizon rather than any
possibility of arrival. The hope for, or the declaration of
a purely spiritual, untouched and unconditional love is
more often a coded desire for immunity and safety, an
attempt to forgo the trials of vulnerability, powerlessness
and the exquisite pain to which we apprentice ourselves: in
a relationship, in a marriage, in raising children, in a work
we love and desire.
The hope for unconditional love is the hope for a different
life than the one we have been given. Love is the
conversation between a possible, searing disappointment
and a profoundly imagined sense of arrival and fulfillment;
how we shape that conversation is the touchstone of our
ability to love in the real inhabited world. The true
signature and perhaps even the miracle of human love is
helplessness, and all the more miraculous because it is a
helplessness which we unwittingly or wittingly choose; in
our love of a child, a romantic partner, a husband, a work,
a road we know we have to take against the odds.
Our roads and journeys of love are always lived through
the beautiful humiliations, disappointments and
imprisonments of our own or another’s strange behavior or
subject to the simple seasonality of the world; the
arriving weather of existence continually blowing through
our once stable lives and at times, blowing us apart.
Unconditional love is the beautiful hoped for
impossibility, and yet we could not fully understand the
nature of our helplessness without looking through the lens
of that hoped for perfection. We are creatures who do
not get to choose between what we want and what is
wanted of us, and we seem to embody the full
vulnerabilities of love only when we dwell at the moving
frontier between this wanting and being wanted. Trying to
control this tidal edge is like trying to hold back the
The invitation is made to us every day whether we desire
it or no, to enter a deeply human world of robust
vulnerability, shot through with a sometimes joyful, and
more often difficult helplessness, to risk our selves in the
conditional world in which we live and to accept that there
is no possible path we can follow where we will be
untouched by the pains, the difficulties and the joys that
move through us under the guise of love.
© David Whyte Excerpted from UNCONDITIONAL
from the upcoming book: Consolations: The Surprising
Underlying Meaning of Everyday Words.
PHOTO © David Whyte 2012 Newly Weds: Hanoi.

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