In loving memory

Have you ever had a moment where you’ve been introduced to a new form of love?  An experience you’ve never quite encountered.  It spins you into a realm where all pieces of you are completely illuminated.  You feel wild and free, intoxicated by love’s great potency. Nourished by the great elixir of life. Then, all that is sustaining you, all that keeps you going, disappears completely almost in the blink of an eye. The unbearable loss of love, a loss that lasts an eternity leaving the heart utterly empty. Defeated and feeling ruined entirely.  Devastated to a level that the memories of such splendor begin to fade.  You start to forget such a love ever existed. Yet because you can’t deny or doubt the love existed in the first place the pain becomes even more brutal.  The sweet seed the prior moments were born from have disappeared completely. Then one day after time has helped heal, a loving memory appears. A glimpse of brilliance resurfaces.  A little glimmer, a little spark, a reminder that you were never left in the dark.

There is a fairly popular book out there that contains a verse that reminds us love is the greatest gift of them all.  Love is patient and love is kind. Love never fails and knows no enemy. Love always protects. Love is the answer. Love is the key. Faith, hope & love in unity.

Science speaks of the chemistry of love, what attracts us to love.  Science also tells us that what goes up, must come down.  That for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Change is constant. Particles are in a flow of expansion and contraction and that atoms are a combination of positive and negative. That we are made up of nothing more than star dust.  Each of us are a long line of success that goes beyond chemistry and some things are better left a mystery. In the words of Einstein, ‘the most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious’.

It’s the mystery though that can sometimes be painful. We offer great gratitude when everything aligns and unfolds sweetly.  When the path is clear, we don’t ask questions. It’s when our heart’s ache in loss or uncertainty that we ask why. It’s when the mystery seems to create misery. When loosing love we need a map.  A map that guides us and helps us navigate when all else seems to be hidden.

Anusara & Blue Throat Yoga introduced me to a wonderful map of mysticism. It takes the premise that all things are born from a seed of love and we can learn to navigate with Grace. There are many aspects to the map. One part is all that is manifested arises from a cosmic dance of bliss. The dance offers 5 divine acts (pancha krityas). This actions are creation, sustenance, dissolution, concealment, and revelation. In order for something new to be born, something else must fade away or evolve into a new form or offering. Love is born, love is sustained, love fades, love is hidden, love is re-awoken. Grace is the source that offers a revelation.

It’s all rather magical, until we forget.  When we don’t fully know or haven’t really recognized. Yet it’s from the mystery that we gain insight. The hard part is knowing that love, like grace is ever present. Love is the fabric which never fades. Love is all there is, so love all ways.  We learn to love the memory that never fades.

In loving memory of all we’ve lost so mysteriously.

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  1. Regina

     /  January 26, 2012

    Oh so beautiful and just one more example of why I am so lucky to have you, Teresa, in my life as a friend and fellow spiritual seeker, and more importantly, finder! XO and congrats on the blog launch! Regina

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