I have spent some good amount of time and energy squaring off on the inner demons spawned and nurtured in the difficult early years of my life. Years spent chasing the right man, the right job, the right circumstance brought me up short so often, I just sat down. Stopped. Learned to look within at the terrain with a penetration that comes only to the desperate.

What I have come to realize, at the bottom of all this is that Love is general, neutral and always available, independent of any given person. It is more of an atmosphere. The depth and fullness of this is truly huge. Infinite so far as I know. And any of us can tap into this – and offer it to ourselves. It is a daily process and choice – and oh-so-sweet to settle in with the kindness of this ever-present, alive place within us. It means noticing and not buying into the habitual thoughts that drive us around in circles of anguish.

And we can welcome guests into that space with us. Share. But it comes from within us first. If another has clearly awakened to this realization and we have the incredible good fortune to be in their Presence, we should recognize this as a rare, extremely precious gift.

What I know is that unhappiness is the turbulence on the surface of the water. Problems can never be solved there. Dive deeper and it is still. Precious, glimmering, kind, and healing.