Last week was Valentine’s day. In the days leading up to Valentine’s I began seeing posts on Facebook encouraging people how best to celebrate the day. There were adverts for diamond rings, weekend breaks, pink champagne and more varieties of chocolate than I can count.
And there was another post that stuck in my mind: it read “on 14th February donate your money to the helpless instead of buying a Valentine’s gift.” It made me think about the meaning of love. I believe that love is a universal energy, permeating everything, omnipresent and omnipotent. To me, love is the greatest there is…
I’m very lucky, I’ve got a great relationship with my partner, he’s a fab guy and we love each other very much. But if my acts of love were limited to him, what would they really be worth? Everyone loves their partners and close ones – not everyone loves a stranger or a neighbour. Even the people we call monsters have people they love and treat well – so I don’t think loving someone makes us good people. I think we sometimes forget those around us in need of love. It’s loving everyone that makes us good people.
Across from my place of work there was a poor woman begging for money on Valentine’s day. She is old and frail, holding a note in front of her saying she’s ill and in need of money for medicine. I gave her the $20 I would have spent on a card and chocolates for my love. As I lent down and popped the money in her cup, she turned to look at me. And that’s when it happened.
I saw the Goddess smiling at me. I touched her arm and smiled back – and I felt love flowing through me and out into the world. I saw it spreading down the street, washing up against the buildings on either side of the road. And I wondered what it would be like, if everyone did acts of love every day, everywhere.
So my commitment is to be a loving fellow human being. Letting the power of the Goddess run through me, letting the power of love change the world. I will stop to hold the door open for the next person, and I will give up my seat on the bus for someone else. I will clear my schedule and make time for those who need me, but I will also draw boundaries in order to love myself as well. My love won’t last if it’s a self-depleting, burning-up king of love.
I told my partner about the old lady and the $20 that evening. He was very pleased, and also proud of me. And he’d bought me marzipan, which we shared. We spent a wonderful evening together, talking about values and the importance of living them well. One day that might mean spending money on a surprise gift for my love, and one day it might mean giving the money to a beggar. What’s important is to be true to oneself and love everyone.
Finding the community of Cycle Harmony has made a huge difference to me. I am delighted to be writing to you from the Red Tent and hope to share thoughts and experiences you recognise, or find useful to ponder upon. I look forward to working with you all in exploring what it is to be women, and hope to hear from you. ~ Vild