The Nature of Love
Allow me tell you a story. It is a real story. It is a profound story and quite a beautiful one. It is a personal story of an experience in helping a close and dear person in a moment of great need.
This person had been in hospital at the time, undergoing extensive surgery. It happened that morning that barely twenty minutes after the procedure had been scheduled to start I felt a sickening feeling. I had all my thoughts focused on that person this morning. I had become sensitive to her needs. In this environment I suddenly sensed that there was an urgent need for help unfolding, a type of a silent outcry. I realized that this person in need never had a particularly strong heart. I felt that the emergency 'outcry' had something to with that.
In searching for what to do, something remarkable happened. I began to draw together all that I knew about the higher nature of our humanity, our universal oneness in being, our oneness in love. In the normal process of the development of ideas of truth the reasoning unfolds along a path of a silent dialog with myself in which language becomes a supporting factor to express and explore the unfolding ideas. It appears that most people do this. We use the spoken language to express ideas to ourselves in an often silent dialog. That is how we are able to explore and discover complex phenomena. In this sense, one finds oneself in a constant spoken dialog with oneself, unfolding in thought. However, I experienced that day that in an emergency situation that linear kind of process is no longer sufficient.
What happened that morning was rather amazing. The language of words drifted into the background and became superceded by a visual dialog in which a broad range of understood principles became drawn into a single comprehensive construct that exceeds in scope what can be processed in words. In this unfolding in the form of a visual imagery I saw images of a wide horizontal array of human hearts, all connected laterally with one another by strands of love. She saw a vast network of hearts bound to each other in a vast lateral lattice, sharing and supporting one another across these strands of love, and thereby contributing some of their 'strength' in support of the strength of the heart of that person in need during her operation. There appeared to have been a need of some extra strength in that case, at this particular moment of an unfolding emergency. The images that I saw were images of a universal flow of support that responded to this need, that reflected the lateral flow of our love for our universal humanity.
It was a beautiful thing to visualize this flow of support. With the unfolding of this process the mental background became gradually quiet with a sense of assurance that the need is being met. But the quiet did not last for long. The same process repeated itself two times. It felt as if I was no longer conducting the process, but became one with it like a spectator who sees a profound process unfolding and stands in awe before it.
Eventually, at the end of the third cycle the background in thought did not only become 'quiet' as before, instead the sense of urgency gave way to a great peace.
At three different points I had become aware of a need for help, and tree times the mental response unfolded with a clarity that seemed to correspond with the urgency, with images that I felt reflected aspects of universal truth drawn from my own experiences. These images of a lateral lattice of human hearts all interconnected by stands of love, thus appeared to be not a sequence of dream images conjured up in the intensity of the moment. They appeared to reflect a profound perception of a reality that I had long understood and learned to love as the reality of our being and that of the whole human universe.
After two-and-a-half-hours of these repeating cycles of a supporting realization of an underlying truth, the apparent need for the focused process suddenly stopped. The mind became suddenly quiet and peaceful, even though the surgery wasn't supposed to be finished, according to the official schedule, for another hour and a half. Nevertheless, everything became very still. Evidently, the point of the crisis had passed.
The greatest surprise, however, came later. When I visited that person in the hospital that evening, she looked marvelous. I would have been 'shocked' by what I saw had I not known the background, and even knowing what had gone on before, I could barely believe what I saw before me. I saw a glowing face, a radiant expression, which is totally inconsistent with someone coming out of surgery just a few hours earlier, as I had seen on previous occasions. I shall never forget this glowing expression that I saw that day, which reflected that something profound had taken place.
My point is that the greatest frontier that lies before us to be discovered and explored is not found in the endless regions of space, or the deep of the oceans, but in ourselves. If the term miracle applies to anything in the universe, it applies to the human being. Even physically, we know almost nothing about ourselves in comparison to what lies before us yet to be discovered.
Sure, we have made profound discoveries about our human biology in the last century, about the existence of genes and enzymes and so forth, and we have come to recognize that the blueprint of our body is encoded in the genetic structures. Still, this intimate knowledge that we have gained is miniscule to what we don't know. How, for instance, is it possible that some of the cells which all carry the same genes create an eye and others a nose or a heart, and this with such a perfection that the whole thing functions, and functions for decades, even self-repairing in many ways. How do the cells know when our arms are at the right length, or the precise place where each eye must be located, or our teeth, so that the upper and lower teeth meet in almost perfect alignment? Surely, one could come up with a million questions like that, quite easily, for which no real answers exists, where we only speculate.
It appears that our mental domain is just as complex if not more so, and is full of just as many unanswered questions, most of which we can't even formulated yet. What do we know about love, for instance? In this largely unexplored mental domain, we find the phenomenon of love that is vast in itself, that we know virtually nothing about so it seems. We only know that whenever we open the door to it a little, surprising new aspects pop into view. Some of these appear like miracles themselves which are so profoundly rich that a mere spark of them can brighten our life. It may well be one of the greatest tragedies in our universe that we have built up social structures that are almost saturated with barriers against the unfolding of love. While some of the barriers appear to be artificially created for oligarchic and even imperial objectives, others appear to be simply rooted in small-minded thinking or in the vast gray area of the still undiscovered country of the unknown.
It appears to me that one of the richest projects that we can possibly undertake would have to be an exploration of the principles of love that we so know so little about, and on which so much depends. If we did, we would have no reason to start wars and build nuclear bombs for each other. Some day we may even get to this point. And the best thing about this project of opening the door to the exploration of the principles of love is that we don't need huge resources to do it, or to be powerful politicians to create peace in the world and lay the foundation for a rich civilization. We can uplift the platform of our civilization by simply uplifting ourselves and enriching the life of one another with the riches of love that we have barred needlessly from our life in so many ways except in a few narrowly defined circumstances.
Indeed, surprising aspects come to light as we begin to venture out into the unknown land of universal love. Some come to light as healing, others as aspects of joy or of profound realizations. Let us consider for instance how a gardener loves a rose. Is the beauty that the gardener loves located in the rose, or is it not rather located in the gardener's heart and humanity where the structures of beauty exist that the rose merely reflects? Isn't that where our love is truly rooted? If a rat were to behold the same rose, the wondrous beauty of the rose would likely mean nothing to the rat. And if a deer beheld the rose, the deer would see it as food and eat it. But for us, it becomes an object in which we discover our humanity. We cherish it, we cultivate it, we enrich our world with this out-flowing love, and how much greater than a rose is a human being? It seems that we have barely touched the fringes of the garment of love and its light. An ancient visionary once beheld an image of humanity that we seem to have forgotten. He saw it as a great wonder in the form of a woman clothed with sun, and upon her head a crown of twelve stars, the stars of rejoicing.
Is this how we look upon the dimension of love? Perhaps we should, and do so universally, for love as a universal principle appears to pertain more to the universal context with universal unfolding, than it does to the privatized domain. Here too, we have barely touched the fringes, so it seems. Indeed, in the privatized domain universal love appears do be treasonous. Still, the principle of universal love promises to hold the key to the riches and the healing that we so desperately seek to secure and enrich our civilization, which is fast slipping away into the night of terror, war, and utter deprivations.
Exploring the principle of universal love opens a vast sphere, of course, of uncharted waters, dangerous with storms of emotions, with shallow waters created by axioms developed in ancient times for reason long forgotten, and powerful undercurrents produced by long standing practices and traditions. I have created a series of eight novels to explore to some degree this vast sphere of the principle of universal love to discover its riches and its challenges, and its potential to enrich our life, our world, and our civilization. The eight novels series has the summary title, "The Lodging for the Rose." The complete series is presently made available online on the Internet, accessible for 'free' in its entirety in order to enrich our world and one another.
Rolf A. F. Witzsche