Opening up to love can feel scary…as often we relate that opening to the possibility of experiencing pain or disappointment or frustration. Right now I’m finding that when we attach the experience of love to a person or an outcome, that’s often where pain enters.

Yet as I open myself up to love in its larger form, to the love of the universe/god/goddess, there is no pain there, and I am always, always protected and safe. And because, in that space, I am also always loved, I can unattach from love needing to be given in a certain way; this creates a trust that love can ebb and flow, in and out of my life, morphing and transforming, freely taking on different forms.

Also in this space, where I know that I am safe, where I’m open to something greater than myself, where I’m not attached to the details, there is always, always more love to be had.