Love is always there…
Every morning as we wake up, countless monks and nuns, from various monasteries, from various places of worship: with one purest intention, send their heart into the cosmos; with the sound of the bell, with the fragrance of incense, with the tune of the prayer: so that all of us — who they never met — remain free from all suffering.
Every morning as we wake up, countless mothers kiss their children and handover the lunchbox packed with love so that they are well fed. Countless wives kiss their husbands and wish that they have good day and come back home safely. Countless people try to attain and nourish the object of their love. By loving the person they love, they are already loving the whole world. Because there’s no “world” beyond the sum total of all beings.
The fabric of reality is woven with love and compassion far more than we think it is. Love is an integral part of our lives. So integral that it dissolves into our very being. We are unable to notice it because it’s always in front of our eyes. For this reason, it doesn’t often make it to the news and headlines as hate and fear.
Our wisdom therefore lies in seeing things that lie in front right of us; in reminding ourselves about the things which structure our very perception. To see things that dwell in the most common places of existence.