The 1984 musical hit by the group, Foreigner, declares:
I wanta know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanta feel what love is
I know you can show me. . . . .
All of us are foreigners in this world of form and matter, spirits inhabiting these bodies always seeking to know what love is. I see it in my young granddaughter and her friends in high school taking up their life time assignments to give and receive love, to know what it is that they have been born to discover. I saw it in my parents in their 90’s, holding hands as they walked to dinner, each finely tuned to the needs of the other. And all the rest of us between our teens and our nineties; we are all foreigners still questing in this realm of love that constantly reveals its nuances to hearts that are open and curious.
This afternoon I attended a CD Release Party for my friends, Robyn and Kent. I mentioned them a while ago in an earlier post, and talked about their song, “Going Back.” Today they sang all those songs on their CD, “Life,” then after a short intermission, they came back to sing some older favorites and some brand new songs. There will be another CD and another party and more stories to tell. Talking to Robyn about one of her new songs, “Bernadette,” I told her how moving I found the words to be. She said she loves it too because it’s so simple. Bernadette’s life story as told through this song brings to us the only message we ever need to hear: there are hearts to be healed.
Love, as we live and grow and mature, changes. Love in our teens is the search. We discover that we are loved by someone outside our family. The special someone gives love to us. We return that love. From these early days of love through our middle years of growing in love, we are like a fire burning hot and passionate, then warm and steady and comforting. We come to find there is even more beyond giving and receiving love. Love itself becomes less about what we get and more about what we already have. We learn that we are love. That Love is our inherent nature. Our maturing in love is about being stretched and tested and coming to know and trust the height and depth and expanse of our own capacity to be love.
This is the answer to all of our questions about why we are here, what our purpose is, what it all means. For all of us foreigners who want to know what love is, the answer is simple: to be Love and give ourselves away over and over again and again. To never be diminished, rather, to be ever more, Love. There are hearts to be healed.
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I wanta know what love is
I want you to show me
I wanta feel what love is
I know you can show me. . . . .
All of us are foreigners in this world of form and matter, spirits inhabiting these bodies always seeking to know what love is. I see it in my young granddaughter and her friends in high school taking up their life time assignments to give and receive love, to know what it is that they have been born to discover. I saw it in my parents in their 90’s, holding hands as they walked to dinner, each finely tuned to the needs of the other. And all the rest of us between our teens and our nineties; we are all foreigners still questing in this realm of love that constantly reveals its nuances to hearts that are open and curious.
This afternoon I attended a CD Release Party for my friends, Robyn and Kent. I mentioned them a while ago in an earlier post, and talked about their song, “Going Back.” Today they sang all those songs on their CD, “Life,” then after a short intermission, they came back to sing some older favorites and some brand new songs. There will be another CD and another party and more stories to tell. Talking to Robyn about one of her new songs, “Bernadette,” I told her how moving I found the words to be. She said she loves it too because it’s so simple. Bernadette’s life story as told through this song brings to us the only message we ever need to hear: there are hearts to be healed.
Love, as we live and grow and mature, changes. Love in our teens is the search. We discover that we are loved by someone outside our family. The special someone gives love to us. We return that love. From these early days of love through our middle years of growing in love, we are like a fire burning hot and passionate, then warm and steady and comforting. We come to find there is even more beyond giving and receiving love. Love itself becomes less about what we get and more about what we already have. We learn that we are love. That Love is our inherent nature. Our maturing in love is about being stretched and tested and coming to know and trust the height and depth and expanse of our own capacity to be love.
This is the answer to all of our questions about why we are here, what our purpose is, what it all means. For all of us foreigners who want to know what love is, the answer is simple: to be Love and give ourselves away over and over again and again. To never be diminished, rather, to be ever more, Love. There are hearts to be healed.
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