Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Seeing Things as Love, Actually

"One's destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things."  --Henry Miller

Today when I walked into the kitchen at work, staring back at me through the window was a man with squeegee in hand, perched on a hanging metal platform, suspended 25 stories above the ground.  I smiled big in my surprise, and waved; I received a peace sign and smile in return, and I retrieved my lunch from the fridge.

And, tonight, I walked into my Tuesday evening yoga and meditation class with a ticking list of to-do's in my head as I prepare to fly away tomorrow, and tinged by a sense of melancholy I've been unable to shake lately.  A brief exchange with the instructor, who is also relatively new to this area, reminded me that our experiences are rarely singular, that there are people all around me seeing and feeling the same things--from whatever vantage point and context they emerge from.

These connections, however fleeting, are love.  This is life, and it's just love.

"Unconditional love is loving because we are love not because we have found a reason to love."  --David Richo

"True love is the burden that will carry me back home."--Josh Garrels

I'm tired.  When I let myself sink into melancholy, it's generally somewhere along the lines of:  "Yes, my life is so glamorous and footloose that it doesn't really matter that I'm flying in and out of eight different cities in the next few weeks...no one is particularly concerned about where I am or when I get back.  I've become a depressing movie whose name is eluding me at the moment."  Seriously?  Yep.  I share my underbelly because I'm tired of letting myself (or anyone else out there) think, even for a short period of time, that that there won't be amazing moments to practice loving others around me (us) all along the way.  I am grateful for a couple of interactions today that illustrated that for me.  I'm grateful, always, to be carried back to the fact that nothing can take away our capacity for this feeling:

"We can display it everywhere, all the time, to everyone." --David Richo.  

I can't think of much else that matters.


  1. I want to write your posts on a little piece of paper and fold them up and carry them inside my pocket to remind methat many of us walk this journey together.

  2. I really love this. It's so true...the both-and nature of life. There is only a breath between feeling alone and feeling so interconnected. Love is there - here - always. It's just a matter of turning into it moment by moment. I love you, Lisa!