Certain themes arrive when working with clients, reverberating throughout my days. Certain metaphoric leanings remain close at hand. In a shamanic sense I consider these lessons as medicine. In a grounded sense they are, at the very least, dynamic koans meant for pondering. I don’t remember when this most recent one started…maybe 2 weeks ago perhaps and the message that keeps coming through is how love is like gravity itself.
Love permeates everything. Like gravity affects everything on the planet, every single thing here on Earth is under the spell of love. It does not matter where we run to, it does not matter how high we jump, how small we make ourselves….love is always pressing down upon every single pore of our existence and our very bodies. Just as we all exist in relation to gravity, we all exist in relation to love/God. Every action or motion we make is either a move towards or away from Love. But like a kind and benevolent presence, it remains steady, regardless of how slowly our lessons may seem to unfold. It is almost as if it is saying “No matter what you will do, I will still be here.” It is just a law of nature, like gravity….love always remains.
The truth is that Love is always coming for us. The leveling forces of love are bearing down upon us with the crush of a thousand prayers for our freedom. Love is always speaking to us from a thousand directions at once. We cannot move without feeling its influence. There is no direction that is not permeated with love’s ever pleasant crush. With love and gravity, the lesson is to remain grounded, while learning to love the information from above and all around. When we love our groundedness, we no longer suffer from our separation from the sky. But we won’t love our groundedness until compassion mysteriously falls from the sky into our hearts.
To uncover the myriad ways in which we try to escape this gravity in our every minute to minute lives is such a worthwhile journey. And the funny thing is that being on this journey isn’t up to us…because just as gravity never ceases, love never quits calling our names back towards truth. If we are here, we are still being called. Can you hear it?