Love and Self...

Every time you name it, or say "This is how love is" or "This is how love feels," you notice that it also exists in the absence of that definition.

You can't really get your hands around it and say "This is what true love really is," because it transcends that. It's kind of like a self. It can't be found.



So you might say, "I can't find a self so there must not be one."

And yet, there is something that is awake and shining and conscious, even if that something is radiant nothingness.



From: 'Emptiness Dancing', by Adyashanti. www.adyashanti.org