Love is not a feeling. Love is not a deed. Love is the energy generated by the dissolving of separateness. It can happen when you drown in the eye of a stranger, share wine, bread and song with friends, or sit alone with a flower. Wherever it happens, space expands, an intimate emptiness fills the streets, covering farmlands and distant mountains, enfolding the earth, touching the stars to make them somehow intimate. What are stars, after all, but the sparkling of your own awareness? You are love.
Love
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