ometimes love arrives as though it were a spaceship landing in your back yard. The captain ( which is me) comes out of the ship and says to you.."Hi..I'm here to beam you up...come with me...we're going!
Yet so many times you reject him...saying..."Uh. well I can't just leave here so fast ( surrendering to you...giving myself to you) Actually, I can't even believe you're here. How long do I have to prepare my things?"
And he would says " You have no time at all. Your entire life has been spent preparing. Now we must go quickly. If you wait, your eyes will adjust and you will no longer see me. I've just land for a bit, to pick you up. You have an hour, max."
The captain sees that you are bewildered, but so is he. "Haven't you been asking for this for years?" he ask
Well, yes, we say..."I have. But I guess I didn't think you were coming....i sort of made a life for myself here, in the meantime"
"Not that much of one, judging from your prayers at night" He tells us. "Let's go, if you're coming. I can't wait forever."
And then we say..if we say it...what is ultimately the most tragic thing we will ever say...and that is, "No, thank you"
Most woman are paralyze with fear. All those unloved part of themselves are there... the ugly, twisted and ready to destroy. They live in the darkness, on the other side of which is paradise. They lack faith. They are staunch and calcified in their refusal to choose love, and so they "No....you go ahead...I'll stay here"
The captain can scarcely believe his ears, but noninterference in and respect for the choices of another human being is a must on the enlightened path. Not that you can force anyone onto the spaceship anyway.
Do you think the woman understand her consequences? Maybe she stayed because she might have thought iw as the more responsible thing to do. It's not as most woman don't want the spaceship to come and get them, so much as they are completely taken aback by its form. They accept angels to have a different look. Most woman don't recognize a gift from heaven exist. They don't quite compute what has occurred until often it's too late.
They didn't think this love would be human, with soft eyes and beautiful hands. They were thrown off by his profession, of his past..or what he want for you to do. They didn't expect love to awaken their biggest fears and insecurities and doubts. They thought it would bring more immediate comfort and so they wanted it, but didn't want it. When you've lived in a dungeon for a very long time, the light, when you see it, actually hurts the eyes.
How weak you ar when you are not ready to let love rip you open. It is a denial of the deeper regions of the heart, a resistance to the experience of freedom, an anguished...."No I cannot go" when someone has said...."Come with me now...My love is the key to your prison door"
The miracle of love is expressed through other people. When a beloved is sent from God---and no one can tell you if they are, but the spirit within you...then they do hold the key to your soul liberation. God has given it to them. They contain, in every touch and sigh, the information you need, the miraculous power to alchemist your weaknesses and turn them into strengths, to dry your tears and turn them into genius.
Woe to the one who does not yet know enough to say a deep and robust YES to such love, to bow before its truth, to be humble before its power, to surrender to the gales of wind that storm though lovestruck heart.
How tragic it is when we are too arrogant to defer to love. How stupid it is to say no to the power of God's loving choice for us. How sad it is to think so little of ourselves that we cannot believe that he or she who stands before us, sent by God, is an angel come to give us wings.
Yet if we are in the habit of denying God, I think God weeps as well to see such joy denied. And you continue to pray for what you've already received, and will on day realize that what you let fly by was a miracle intended to heal you. You might even say so, but by then it will probably be too late.
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