I’ve been thinking lately about unconditional love, the quality of acceptance which everyone seeks, but is sometimes hard to find. I discovered this week that it exists all around us; we just have to know how to look.
The epiphany came about rather unceremoniously. A few months ago my husband Paul and I had decided to experiment with new ways to deepen our practice of the Sabbath, or Shabbat. For years we have been honoring the weekly ritual on Friday night of lighting candles and saying blessings over bread and wine to honor the beginning of the Jewish Sabbath. Lately we have been trying to focus our Saturday on “being” rather than “doing.”
This past Saturday, on a particularly balmy evening, we lay outside on some chaise lounges gazing up at the fast-moving clouds.
The sky was alive; its moods constantly changing with shapes and creatures morphing before our eyes. It mirrored my mind. As the light waned my thoughts slowed. Neither of us spoke.
A slight breeze was blowing, making the grass shiver before us. My eyes fixed upon the pulsing sea of green. I decided to see if I could mimic its rhythm with my own breath, following what I had learned from meditation tapes.
A robin hopped into view. Its beak dipped and tugged at a worm, jerking backwards. I watched it swallow, and a thought came to me then, drifting on the scent of lilacs and meadow grass.
In the natural world there is no ‘good,’ or ‘bad.’ No judgment. Everything is completely accepted. Therefore, Nature – or you might say the Eternal– is unconditionally loving.
If we are unconditionally loved by Nature —or whatever you choose to call it— then we belong to something bigger than any one person, and the love of the Universe is much bigger than what any individual could give.
Love is SO big, in fact, that there can be no question about the rightness of each of us being here in this moment on Earth. We don’t need to go anywhere to discover this. Wonder and love are all around us, in every cloud and blade of grass. We are, and therefore, we are loved.
How do you practice “being?”
When have you felt at one with nature?