There is a young man called Jasper. He is the son of my friends Gisela and James. There is a big difference in age between Jasper and me. He is still playing with toy cars and watching cartoons. Yet, I find that I love being with him. In particular, I love the way that he is in my presence – comfortable. And the way he hugs me – with love, complete love.
This week a questions grabbed me: why is it that Jasper shows up as so special for me? It hit me that Jasper is a bundle of love. That is what he is for me – a bundle of love.
As I got present to this another question came up: why does this bundle of love make such a huge impact on me? And then the following three words came up from deep inside me and took me by surprise: “I am love!”. And getting present to this insight took me back to my childhood – before I came over to the UK.
At first I struggled with this – to accept this. A part of me stepped in to say “This world is no place for someone whose being is I am love!” And I got to see what had happened to “I am love!” and how it got suppressed.
Now, I get what is so. What is so is “I am love”.
“I am love!” Yes, I can be with that. Being with that I can choose better strategies to express “I am love!”
What are you? When you strip away the layers that you have built over yourself, then what are you?