The truth of love, real love, can never ever be lost. It cannot leave. It rests inside like a quiet knowing, an untouchable force, a presence, grace itself. It’s who we are.
When we do the inner work to raise our awareness of our unprocessed pain.. when we learn to stay present with ourselves through it and release unconscious protective mechanisms that no longer serve us, we can come to a peaceful kind of emptiness, where there is nothing left but is-ness, being, awareness.
Our essential nature is all that is always there.
Love.
Even if we might feel sad.
