It is an open secret that when people fall in love it blinds them. I want to experience this blindness. I want to embrace the world and look at everything with love. Whether it is a stone, a plant, water, an animal or a person.
Stone existed long before I did and will exist long after me. I want to love it because it is so wonderfully hard, its surface so smooth and yet it doesn’t age. It accompanies me. My house and path are made of stone, as are the rocks on which the waves break. Everything that symbolises indestructibility to me is made of stone. Stone protects me. It supports me and witnesses my life on earth. It will be able to tell stories about me, at some point, a long time after I have passed by. This stone deserves respect. I am ready to grant it that respect. I will love it, and properly observe the stones of this world. I will be able to love a stone. I am ready to take a single stone from a sea of stones and feel love for this world. So much of it is made of stones. I am thankful to the stones that provide the ground under my feet. I love to be held and carried by them. I was never conscious of this love. Nevertheless today I would like to feel this love. I breathe the air of this Earth and I know that this Earth is made up of stones. And yet it’s not static, as much as it may seem so. I can use the stones. I use them to build my house, pave my streets and melt down metals that flow from them. I find it wonderful that the stones offer themselves up in this manner. I love this world and what it is made of, down to the smallest nook and cranny. I love the stone with all my heart.
I love plants. They are also called trees, flowers, branches, weeds, shrubs and specimens. Plants give me strength. I take pleasure in looking at their flowers. When they bloom, I feel good. I sense the good feeling creeping all over my body, on the outside and I get warm inside because I like flowers. Flowers are big and small. They are white, blue, purple, pink, green and yellow. I love their variety and I fill my garden and my house with the flowers that the shrub lovingly gives me. It fills me with great happiness to see these flowers grow from buds. They open up like life itself. They are a splendid sight to behold. I love the flowers. And when the flowers wither, I continue to see how endearing the plant is. In place of the flowers the plant makes something else grow. A fruit springs out from it, filling me and giving me strength for my life and all that surrounds me. Because I want to make my strength available to everyone. I want to lend a hand wherever my help is needed, because the plant has made me strong. I love the plant. It strives so hard to please me, to fill me up. And in the autumn its branches wither. It retreats, deep inside, to its roots. It gives me its boughs, its wood, so that I can be warm when the weather is cold. I am very thankful to the plant for that. It loves me as its nature demands, and I want to love it back with all my heart. It nourishes me. I want to thank it with my love and my attention.
I love water. It flows in my blood. Without water, my blood could not flow through my veins. I love to have water in me. It springs from a source. It springs out and thus reaches me. I want with all my heart to welcome it into my body, which will be refreshed by absorbing the water. But I also love the great bodies of water: rivers, seas, oceans, ponds, and puddles. They serve as shelter and watering place for my friends, the animals and plants. The sparrow swims in the puddle. It drinks from it. It will be able to fly higher than ever. It also loves water. I want to do the same. I want to pour it over my body, to bathe it in it and drink it. It will refresh me and give me new ideas. I love water because fish and sea creatures are at home in it. It is the origin of everything. I also spring from water. I once sprang from the tides. I love water and know that it must be appreciated. I will protect water and respect it, because it made me and all the other things that I know. It deserves recognition. That's why I love water. I will no longer just know how to make use of it, but also become aware of what a treasure water is for me. I love this treasure with all my heart. I like to look at reflections in the water and the waves dancing. It makes me sad when water is dirty and cloudy. I will take care to ensure my water is protected, because I love it.
I love animals. They are my loyal companions. My dog watches over my family and my herds. My herds protect me from the cold. Their wool clothes me and their skins warm me. I feed myself and survive on their meat. The animals show me the world in which I live. They chart a course in advance. They sniff the air and live breathlessly in harmony with their nature, as we do. I am not able to do this. But I now also want to learn from the animals. I love animals. They provide my food and protect me from dangers. I love them with all my heart.
I love people. I love talking to people. It is wonderful to be accepted by them. I was loved and would like to love again. I am the flesh and blood of my parents. I also want to give life to new people and want to have responsibility for new beings, for their upbringing. I want to do this with someone that I love. I love to hear from others who appeal to my heart. I equally love telling them things, sharing experiences and giving comfort in situations of grief and pain. I want to share everything through love. I have become capable of loving. This is a wonderful experience. I will love as much as I can. My parents, my forefathers, my spiritual fathers and mothers, my relatives, my children and also all the people I choose for company, through my own free will, which sprang from love, in a touch, a smile, a wink of the eye. I know love. It is very special. It is the most valuable possession we have. I want to protect the love in me like a treasure and show it off, so that other people can also enjoy this treasure. I love people. I laugh with them. I weep with them. I share my house, my food, my happiness, my pain, my time, my interests and my life on this earth with them.
How to implement:
Pause for a short while and listen very carefully to what is inside you. Listen to your heart. What memories, people, impressions, pleasures have touched your heart up to now? Close your eyes and remember! What makes you happy and comes from the heart? In what aspects of your life are you ready for pleasure? It doesn't matter whether that you have had bitter experiences in the past. You have gained experience. Nothing can be done to change it. And why would you anyway? You no doubt shed a few tears learning the hard way. But that is now in the past. You have learned. It is now time to determine what makes you happy. What makes you happy? Who touches your heart and why? Think about all these questions.
Be careful not to convince yourself that you would be much happier if, for example, you didn't have to work any more. That is not the case. That would perhaps be the case for a few weeks. This is not the kind of happiness that is meant here. Rather, you should try to find out, from deep inside yourself, what really touches your heart. What would give you great pleasure, such that you would be able to say: “I love my life!” Perhaps success, true love, a moment of breath-taking beauty? Was there once a sunset, a special view or a gemstone that you found in the wilderness that managed to make you happy? Are there people about whom you could say: “Love has been at this person’s side all their life”. Are there people who could say this about you? Are there people or situations that made you cry with joy? If this rings bells for you, you are thus able to love. It may sound mundane but it is so. Nobody is well versed in such matters. Build on this ability to love. Resolve to only surround yourself with those who may appreciate your company. Love is based on this. Too many big disappointments stop us from experiencing new love and from being witnesses to love. And is it not nice to know that you are always capable of loving again? Other people, on the other hand, become bitter with time. Setbacks and injuries make them sick and incapable of loving. It is very important that this doesn’t happen to you. A lost love should absolutely be looked on as over and as a valuable experience, and in no way as something that should continue to influence your future life. Be aware of HOW CAPABLE OF LOVING and LOVABLE you are. This is the link you should make between you and your past. Think of things that warmed your heart. And from now on please use this as a guide.
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