< As much as we wish for love to be a light, airy journey through the enchanted mysteries of life, it more often is a delving into the comedy and tragedy of all of our hearts' yearnings, longings, grasping, pushing, pulling, jealousy and insecurity. And then, we have momentary serenity, fleetingly passing through. So why do we enter this semi crazed love dance? Like a moth to the flame, the lure of love is compelling. It is tremendously imperfect, yet it offers the unprecedented opportunity to experience profound moments within our heart space and our lover's heart space. These are refreshing breathers where we reflect on the aliveness, the exquisite sweetness and beauty and the true bravery of two very different hearts yearning to be seen, held and fully loved back to our eternal nature. No other type of connection offers this much real, juicy aliveness...the opportunity to burn up all the falseness we identify with in each encounter. There's just too much gaming around in most other connections. In the 'love relationship' there is a direct appeal for love. There is a call for awakening through love. For so very long, I played out the spiritually too old and stale motto that love comes from within. Then I was convinced through the 'Real Love' Program that love must mostly come in an unconditionally loving formula from others. I realized that with either choice there wasn't enough. Now, I am authentically aware that love is about standing or falling into the flame of eternal desire and allowing it to consume me. To yell from the pain, laugh from the absurdity, to seize the moment and fall back asleep. It is all this. And yet it is not a real journey. There is no where to go. It is not about getting anything. Truly when the grasping wears down, the palm opens and there is an offering from the vulnerable heart. Now love is perfectly present. The subtle sweetness of the butterflies wings are gently felt with the ease and grace of self mastery. It can rest...no where to go, nothing to do, no grasping, no pushing, pulling, complete relinquishment of all that is...and the story winds down. Now what emerges is grace herself carried on the wings of this delight. She dances and muses with all of life...fluttering, here, there and anywhere she whimsically wishes. Lightness of heart, she is freedom and to all she brings this lightness of being and a treasure to behold. You cannot grab her or she will rapidly dissipate. You can love her in all your being. She will light the way now and help you in every moment to relinquish all the pain and suffering of a life well lived. So the question is where do I find her? She is everywhere, she is nowhere and most truly...she is, always has been, always will be...you. When we dance fully, we exhaust the story...we surrender fully into the fire, we are consumed by the emptiness and the ecstasy of all that is. Now we open our hand and now she will gently grace your life, your love and all that dance within the fires of a life well loved.