The Love
Ruler! February 7th 2013.
It is
possible that I should be inventing an ‘app’ (for phones etc) called ‘The Love Ruler’. Instead
of measuring dicks it would measure meaning assigned to words based on the
context of such words. The measurement might go from 1 to 20, 1 meaning there
is very little love to be had in the situation, no matter what words were
spoken. 20 might be the kind of love that was completely in service of others,
the Mother Theresa’s of the world.
If you had a relative or friend who chose not
to see or communicate with you, but who sent you a birthday text saying “Happy
birthday, luv you!”, you could then enter these factors into the app which
would draw the conclusion that this is probably Love Factor 2. There’s enough
love for her to have thought of you, and she would probably cry at your funeral
if you died tomorrow. But there aint enough love for her to have a coffee with
you in ‘real life’ because that involves time and effort. At this point you
then can indulge in self pity and anger that this person doesn’t Love to your
standard. You can then get all cry baby about it and turn it into a drama.
Another
example might be when you’re falling ‘in love’ with someone and they say things that lead you to believe this is the person you will grow old with.
You key in the phrase/s along with how long you've been seeing them and the app
might say “Love Factor 4: this could be love, or infatuation. Beware excessive
claims of love that come too quickly. Let actions show you what this person is
really feeling.”
This is the kind of shit I think of without even meaning to.
Fortunately
I’m continuing to enjoy my re-reading of Eckhart Tolle, and when you’re
practising being in the Now and allowing love to flow through you, 'measuring' Love takes a back seat.
I used to
think of love as the vehicle to carry me through a hard time, but I get it now:
love doesn’t carry you, it must move through you.
There’s this
really popular little story called ‘footsteps’ that Christians cream themselves over. I can say that because I used to be a Christian. In it the
person is having a rough time and she looks back to see one set of footprints
on the beach (can’t be that rough, she’s on a nice beach). She gets all cry
baby about it and asks god why he has forsaken her (cos god's footprints should be there too!). Jesus pops up and says “my child, when you saw only one set of
footprints, it is then that I carried you”. Cue the sigh of relief. If you want to make this funnier, imagine Jesus as played by Cartman from Southpark.
I am beloved spider. |
‘He’ may have
gone on to explain:
“I am not a separate
being to be worshipped, I am a symbol of the Love you sought externally and has
now been transformed into a core of peace that springs from the eternal. Love
moves through you. It is never outside you. It's only when you sat still on the beach feeling sorry for yourself that you eventually took notice of your own connection to 'source' or 'god'."
And now to
quote dear Eckie once more on the topic of relationships (could be any
relationship, but I’m thinking of my ‘romantic one’).
“So whenever
your relationship is not working, whenever it brings out the “madness” in you
and in your partner, be glad. What was unconscious is being brought up to the
light. It is an opportunity for salvation. Every moment, hold the knowing of
that moment, particularly of your inner state. If there is anger, know that
there is anger. If there is jealousy, defensiveness, the urge to argue, the need
to be right, an inner child demanding love and attention, or emotional pain of
any kind – whatever is is, know the reality of that moment and hold the
knowing. The relationship then becomes your sadhana, your spiritual practice”.
Page 158,
The Power of Now.
Most of us are way too dependent on the idea of Love rather than the
actual practice of Love. Babies, no one on earth has a perfect relationship, and we are
all going to die. That’s just how it is. And I’m okay with that. For Now.
On a
completely different note, I am going through a Slade phase. Yes. That’s
correct. The 1970’s glam-pop sensation. This involves playing ‘Coz I Luv You’ and
watching all these different live versions of it on Youtoob. I really like the
electric violin, and Noddy Holder’s voice is even more amazing than the
guitarist’s hair (and that’s really saying something). I realise this comment
might appear random after talking Love and Now, but I suppose music really does
help me connect into the moment (or it can help indulge in any range of
emotions).
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