“You exist because you are loved.”
These words popped into my head after work one day, out of the blue.
I remember right where it happened: I was starting the first leg of my pedestrian commute, walking block one out of eight. Headphones on, music loudly playing. And right as I was passing a giant, red-neon, laughing Buddha at the Asian fusion restaurant across the street – BAM!
“You exist because you are loved.”
So for me, this phrase of insight that came to me so unannounced and sudden is intricately bound with the image of a red, laughing, neon Buddha.
And now it is for you as well.
The meaning of these words might seem a bit backwards at first take. A little voice in our head reasons with us: “We can be born to a family and not loved,” or, even more sadly, “I’m/she/he/them are not particularly wanted or loved, but I/he/she/they exist!”
If I hold these statements in my heart, though, I don’t think they can be true. My heart offers a different interpretation.
“You exist because you are loved.”
IF you are here or have been here, and you are reading this, or if you are existing elsewhere and not reading this – my heart posits that you were meant to be there in that moment. Therefore, you are loved infinitely more than we can fathom.
This is a world of creation, and what is creation but a form of love?
That voice of reason, the shoulder man, is there again interrupting. Reminding me that we exist because of reproduction – a biological imperative. Nothing more and nothing less.
But I think there’s more to it than that, and the girl on the other shoulder implores me to hesitate in coming to conclusions. She is wary, skeptical – but tells me to listen to my heart.
So I chase the seemingly reasonable, logical, and analytical voice away. This voice of mine is rooted firmly into the realm of what can be seen and concretely measured. Palpably observed. And these words that I am contemplating defy a logic that could ever be measured, graphed, or perhaps even fathomed – let alone scientifically analyzed and promptly debunked.
“You exist because you are loved.”
There is so much in this world that we don’t know, yet so much here that we DO know, if we would just open up. Recognize it. Imagine the unimaginable. See a world without divisions and separations.
Life – ALL of life – is here because it IS love; therefore, it is loved. It is all connected, and we are an integral part of it.
The shoulder voices ask me many things at once: Will we ever rise up and realize these truths? Will we let our hearts guide us as much as our mind? Can we pause our logic for a moment to imagine the unseen?
I hope these words catch you in your heart as they did mine. A little stumble, a double-take at the laughing Buddha. Opening your eyes a little wider, and an offering of peace of mind – and peace of heart.
May it be a little freer, and more loved, than it was before.
“You exist because you are loved.” And you love because you exist.
❤
I liked this one a lot. It made me think of part of a song by John Frusciante:
“Whatever you create from love
Is a gift from the place which some call above
There’s only the forces of hate and love
One breaks things down and one builds them up.”
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Oh that is lovely. “Whatever you create from love is a gift” … ❤
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