No Conditions

No Conditions:

yes, love is unconditional by reason of no conditions actually existing for its prevention, that reality itself is free of these constraints and all there is, truly so, is the pure acceptance of love. From our position, everyday life, it's certainly hard to realize this, let alone to have to be a daily practice. Yet perhaps the realization alone is enough, reality doesn't need to be practiced, but only recognized in the truth of its existence. We are unconditional love already in practice, fully accepting our every denial, the worst of our beliefs, and any situation life brings to us - and even our protest and complaints are fully and immediately accepted. We are in the midst of true love without conditions.

it's our reality.

and this also means we're free.

for me, if there is a practice, it's simply remembering this, and every seeming condition found present is a ready and perfect reminder. Presence, that something is here, anything, and by this virtue it is indeed accepted, belonging in my life for however long its stay. This isn't an issue of my own personal acceptance, it's a not a display of openness and equanimity. I am not that strong and patient. But my presence is reality, open and equanimous by nature, allowing. There are no condition here, nothing that isn't immediately accepted in this great belonging. 

there's just what is.

of course unconditional love allows for our protest and for every complaint, even for our disbelief that this is even so - presence denies nothing, and this is the only proof that's needed. It's here that we find the tenderness of true love, that our seeming brokenness is really and only an illusion within the presence of infinite wholeness, that no parts truly exists to be broken at all, just the spaciousness of this endless embrace, holding us, tenderly, even now in our beliefs of being shattered. 

reality is this embrace.

presence.

is this a realization? Perhaps, but really, it feels more of a surrender, a letting go of a long belief of being separate from what's now and always present. Yes, there are conditions that may seem to break us, life isn't always perfect by our own design, we suffer and know true sorrow. Yet there are no conditions that prevent the embrace of this love, no sorrow that isn't held in the immediacy of this acceptance. It's a tenderness that never fails us, our presence never denied its reality. 

we are love, 

truly so, without conditions. 

~

Peace, Eric