Resistance to love is futile. Love always wins in the end. That said, the human social universe brims with the energy of resistance to love. People armor themselves against love across the full range of their experience, in their self-presentation in the most mundane conversations, up to and including the most intimate forms of mutual intercourse.
But what are we afraid of? What is the nature of love? Genuine love is infinitely variable and unique in each of its manifestations. Love shows a different face to every blade of grass. It has no ultimate peak, except in full union with God. Genuine love has no post-orgasmic let-down after its expression, although love can be experienced as manifesting as pulses or waves, as well as an inexorable radiation. That’s why resistance to love is futile, because love keeps moving. Love is like the water in a dam that naturally seeks out even the slightest flaw in the obstacle that opposes it. Wherever there’s a chink in the armor of resistance, eventually love will find and exploit that weakness, because love never stops. All resistance to love has such flaws.
Even death does not stop love. My mother and my teacher have both been dead for more than a decade, yet the love I share with each of them still flowers abundantly in my heart. Amazingly, that love feeds me as much, if not more now than when these two beloveds still walked the garden path in their bodies. Self-delusion, your mind may mutter. But try and see if it doesn’t work that way for you too, by putting your resistance to love aside. Open your heart without qualification and see what happens. Build a chamber in your heart where the commotions of the mind do not penetrate, and test the quality of love.
-Rob Schmidt
© 2009 Tayu Order, Inc.
