True Love

Love is the subject of this issue of Amigo. A world full of other words, ideas and concepts is hidden behind these four little letters: passion, surrender, a knight on a white horse, sacrifice, bhakti, gentleness, the soul mate, unconditionally, devotion, empathy; love for your profession, your activities, your children, your partner, your friends, etc. etc.
At first we search for it in our manifest world, only to discover that it doesn't live there. Everything seems like an invitation of The Beloved. If you accept this invitation to come 'home', then you find the true Love.

'Dear Lord.
We accept You
as I am.'
[Herman Brood, 2001]

The expression 'Love is Blind' seems to be exceptionally accurate in this context. At such a moment, the persons cannot be seen or found.
What remains is The Love, without someone who loves or is loved. You can compare it to rubbing your hands together. Can you tell which hand is feeling which hand?
Your attention shifts from the knower and the known to the knowing (perceiving) itself.

In this Amigo Wolter tells us about loving as an art. Jan van Delden compares it to air, which you feel only if it is stirring. I speak with Hans Laurentius about the difference between love as an experience and Love (with a capital letter). Belle Bruins shares her fascination and resistance with us as she writes about Bhakti. Jan Koehoorn about love and music. And then Nisargadatta: 'Don't refuse to be what you are.' Can it be said more compactly? Francis Lucille speaks about Love as: 'This miracle is the smile of God.' Under the heading poetry you will find a collection of poems and quotes which speak of Love in their own language. Sam explains why One is verb. Vijai Shankar says: 'What isn't love?' And finally I try to indicate that Love has no shame.

Probably love can be seen as that which unites, or maybe to describe it even more accurately: love (with a little letter) is that aspect which shows itself in the world of experience and carries in itself the invitation to be Love (yes, with a capital letter). But, it remains a 'dangerous' word, because it is actually an abstraction which we try to encompass in one word for the sake of understanding and convenience. But is it to the point? Is it something like looking at passionate red without calling it that? What then makes the red red?

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Is love then what reconciles the difference between
'is this it?...' and 'this it It!'?
Exactly the same words, but such a world of difference.

Love from the editors.