Accessing The Love Within…

The trail of posts here haunts me. Love. Self-love. Just love yourself. It’s within you. Lah lah lah…

Is it that simple? If so, why don’t we all melt daily in an overflowing resonating feast fest of the love we are? Besides the daily dauntings of demand, we have things to heal. How? Just fix it? Just grab the ole wrench and give it a twist. Careful there as you hold the mirror AND hold the wrench AND read the manual AND pull back the layer of soul AND finish the homework AND prepare dinner for…

I love this quote. It’s a bit clinical sounding but it reaches into the truth of it all…

“Self-help books are like car repair manuals: you can read them all day, but doing so doesn’t fix a thing. Working on a car means rolling up your sleeves and getting under the hood, and you have to be willing to get dirt on your hands and grease beneath your fingernails. Overhauling emotional knowledge is no spectator sport; it demands the messy experience of yanking and tinkering that comes from a limbic bond. If someone’s relationships today bear a troubled imprint, they do so because an influential relationship left its mark on a child’s mind. When a limbic connection has established a neural pattern, it takes a limbic connection to revise it.”
A General Theory of Love – Lewis, M.D., Amini, M.D., Lannon, M.D.

Limbic connection…neural patterns. Blah. And yet, not blah. It’s about the organism that is person and comprises the brain’s historical collections and circuits. And it’s all connected to…now. I look on this and on love and on healing and recognize, today especially, that without the kind of resonance that draws me away from self-hatred, away from self-sabotage, I can only continue along the same patterns. Duh, right? But it’s intense work. It’s not what happens when you stay in one place and hold to the same influences. You have to reach out and grab hold of someone who can allow your clinging to the leg a bit, to the standard of something less hurtful than anything you’ve known before. Maybe even a bond revolutionary. (And yes, it, too, can be done while holding to the world of people you’ve always known but prepare yourself for the total shift!) 

We get to that love within by finding connection(s) that draw us up and out of our usual understanding of love, of life and of self.

The problem with therapy is the $$ required to get there. That’s why I find myself confident the Universe is love. Life has a way of sending people to continue the work started by those I simply cannot afford (quite literally!) to know. One person and then another, all a song of healing for the open heart (or even just slightly ajar…). It’s possible, as we realize this work of healing is the essential wholly legitimate business of our lives, life will persistently send just the right “limbic bonds” to help us along, to move us into new territory without total terrifying warfare (or WITH IT but also with support!).

I ramble…but the point is love. It ain’t simple. It ain’t easy but it sure is worth it. Here’s to those who add to the process of growth and change…to the work/rest of accessing the love within…