I used the word “love” many times before I knew what it meant.
I knew I wanted to be loved. I knew I felt unloved.
I thought I had to charm, seduce, trick.
Indirection, misdirection, manipulation, obsession.
I knew those words well, but a simple four letter word evaded me.
I was so absorbed with want and need that my heart became a black hole.
Light became dark.
Love became obstacles, obligations, obliteration.
It did not occur to me to be loving for years.
It did not occur to me that I was love for many years.
Now, I meet the world walking in love, and the world meets me lovingly.
Daily, I am overwhelmed by the gentleness, compassion, and kindness of the universe.
The key to love is that there is no lock.