Fearless love endures

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It’s as if a thousand voices were raised in alarm specifically to drag you in. “Why aren’t you angry? You should be upset, you have to be scared if something – isn’t – done. Many might die if it isn’t changed, and by ‘Many’ we mean you. Be afraid, be very afraid, because they’re coming for you, it’s going to overtake you – Don’t look back, because something may be gaining on you.” (Satchel Paige?)

I call BS. I call for peace. I call for light and knowledge and peeling away the anger and the anxiety and the fear and the sadness. I call for life and letting it be.

Every One Of Us needs respect – no, love – Give love and it will be given, not right away perhaps and not for a long time perhaps, but love and fearlessness – fearless love – endures. Fearless Love Endures.

When someone strikes you, smile in love.

When someone insults you, smile in love.

They strike and they insult that which they don’t understand. They wish you to join them in ignorance and anger and hate – Hatred drives violence – Violence is an act of hatred. The cycle will be broken only when hatred is replaced by love, when the fist is uncurled to a hand of friendship.

Few wish to hate. It is far easier to live in peace than to agitate emotions and fuel hatred. “Live and let live” is a simpler creed than “Yield to my will.” Force is not needed to live and let live; the only energy expended is in the living. Bending a will takes agitation and even violence; relax the mind and it unfolds into peace.

When love is the impetus, others respond. The walls fall. The hatred is questioned, and the violent ones hesitate.

I say a sickness overtakes the hateful, the violent. The anger is a symptom of the disease. The slap and the insult are manifestations of the soul-cancer eating away at the person who slaps and insults. Try instead to understand.

Did I say love is easy? In its most natural state, yes – as easy as drinking in the sun and feeling the grandeur of a sunrise. In the face of hatred and violence, love can be an extreme effort – the disease is so contagious, it is easy to catch the anger and the fear and turn it back where it came from. Love the transgressor, love the ravager of peace and love, love the war monger and oppressor? Yes: Love. Those who love in the face of pure hatred may be ridiculed, martyred even, but the act of love will be remembered long after the purveyors of hate are dust in the wind. Love prevails. Love endures.