What do we want? What is the deepest purpose for the absurd actions we take on each day, the blind fumbling, the trapeze and tight rope? What do we want?!?
LOVE.
That's all? I must be out of my mind. What about security, wealth, self respect, and all of the other needs and desires each person strives for so independently from every other person's needs and desires. After all, we are all individuals. Who am I to make such outlandishly broad assumptions? Love? Most people have that anyhow, yet, they struggle still. There must be more to want. I know my peers/readers are not school children, yet, I insult them with a condescending answer.... Right....... I'll say it again.
LOVE.

That is the final goal for every misdirected action each of us has ever taken. The trouble with accepting this as the final truth.... very few of us can even comprehend what love truly is. If we did, trapezes and tight ropes would cease to exist.

Ok, Ms. Love and Happiness. If it's that easy, why is it so hard to find?

The truth is..... if you are willing to hear this answer......... it's not.

Love is in every breath, every touch, every fiber in your body. In fact, it's the only thing that TRULY exists. The most alarming fact is the struggling, the blind fumbling, only succeeds in removing you further from the truth. And, every step of it is an illusion.

You've created your mind-chatter... the voice that tells you that you will be loved if x,y,z takes place.... then, and only then, will you deserve to be loved.... or, better yet..... it tells you that it's hopeless.... I don't need love anyway and I don't want it.... so, everyone else, go away and leave me alone... before you prove that I have been right all along.

You can deny that this voice exists. You can even proclaim that you carry out mindless functions, not in the act of pleasing others or making yourself more lovable, but out of some other need. Maybe it's a need for success. Maybe it's for power, fame, wealth, respect, etc...... Ok. So, why do you feel you need this power, success, fame....? Simply to have it? No. You are not so absurd as to actually believe this, are you? Imagine, if you will, that success=x, power=y, respect=z. What does x,y,z add up to? Yeah, the variables required for being worthy of love. Wow. So…. What, again, is the final goal for every action each of us has ever taken?

If it's all so simple, what's keeping everyone else from discovering this grand eternal love? When is the whole world of devastation and grief going to open it's loving arms and dissolve away all suffering and pain?

It's easy to become cynical to the idea of free love. It really is. It's even easier to become cynical about the answer I'm about to give.

Love, in the true sense of its meaning, will only reveal itself to you when you are completely willing and able to admit to yourself and to the world that you truly want it and that you truly deserve it! This, my friends, is probably the most difficult act you will ever attempt, if you are ever willing to lose the false pride, ego, and arsenal of defenses that have kept you from opening yourself to the truth in the first place. What's the worst that can happen? You let down your guard and get hurt? That sounds much more pleasant than hiding and growing old and dusty behind your walls. And, when you can say out loud without hesitation that you truly deserve to be loved no matter what…. when you can do this, you will find it impossible to ever set yourself up for failure again….. because, by then, you will have realized that was all you had been doing with your trapeze and tight rope all along. Love is pure. Love is light. I can describe it in no other way. Love is never a struggle. No one has ever fought to gain love and succeeded. Love is not a compromise and it will never leave you feeling empty. Love IS NOT NEED. I repeat…. LOVE IS NOT NEED. If your mind-chatter ever tells you that you need someone or something…. take a serious step back and figure out what kind of game you are playing with yourself. Love is not neglectful. Love will never strand you… and never has…. ever. This much I know is true.