Once upon a time I didn't think at all the way I think now. As a little girl I really enjoyed the moments when I was all to myself in my grandparents' garden in the country. I would sit on the swing in the arbor and philosophize a bit, enjoying the lush garden and the flowers. The lilac hedge surrounded the swing and me and I swung happily back and forth and often really high up in the air. I remember the gravel path and the special place where I had buried my treasure of a few pennies. Red peonies and fiery yellow imperial crowns and the scent of manure that my grandmother had spread into the soil to nourish all the flowers.
I love rocks. I could hold a rock in my hand and see the whole world in the rock. As much as I knew about the world at that age, of course. All rocks are different in appearance, color and size, but still the same because they are rocks. Time disappeared when I held the rock in my hand and just focused on it. It was like all there was at that moment.
I love animals. There were many different animals in the countryside and I was especially happy about the horses and all the kittens that played everywhere. The flies buzzed in the window inside Grandpa's woodshed. Their buzzing meant security, joy and love to me. It smelled so good from the wood, the resin and the wood burning and Grandpa's clothes were filled with this scent and the scent of the stable and horses.
I love people. Now that I am an adult, I feel that my thoughts from childhood are still there, but they are deeper. I think that love is the only thing that truly exists. Love is invisible, but it can be made visible. Love is the cause of everything and we can see signs of it everywhere. A child who takes your hand and wants to play, a dog who looks at you with its beautiful brown eyes, a butterfly dancing around in the greenery, a stranger who opens the door for you, a good friend who brings you dinner when you are sick and can't cook, your loved one who is there when you need it most. What is not love is only a cry for help and a desire for love.
Why not make the invisible love visible today?
In the book "A Course of Love" you can read:
“The ability to observe what the Self expresses was among the original reasons for this chosen experience. Observe now the expressions of the self you are and have been. Although you are different now than you were as a child, and different now than you were a few years ago, and different now than when you began your learning of this Course, you are not other than whom you have always been. Who you are now was there when you were a child and there in all the years since then, and there before you began your learning of this Course. Your awareness of the Self that you are now was not present in the past, but you can truly now, with the devotion of the observant, see that the Self you are now was indeed present, and the truth of who you were always.”
Are you curious about what else you can read in this wonderful book? Get in touch if you would like to join our book circle where we will be holding dialogue meetings this fall.
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