For so many people that represent humankind, love seems to be one of those things, that often comes and it often goes, as if love is fickle. That is to say, there are people that claim that they love us, but when we do something wrong or grossly inimical to that relationship, the love that they had previously shown us, seems to often dissipate, as if it never existed in the first place. In other words, there certainly seems to be a lot of “conditional love” expressed, in which as long as the other person is keeping us happy or providing us with some sort of benefit, we love them, and when they stop providing that, so disappears the love.
That said, to a very large extent the very best examples of love, are often built around familial love. We love our children, naughty or nice, because we know that these are our own children, and therefore our forgiveness, tolerance, and compassion to them is of an exceedingly great capacity. That indeed is the type of love, that represents what love should really be, for love not only necessitates desiring the good of the other, but it also must have the perspective that we love the other, not because the other is doing this or doing that for us or to us, but because true love cares only for the opportunity to love, come what may.
To love another, without ever wavering, is no easy task, for people have a way of disappointing us, again and again. But what of it? After all, if we were to fairly examine our own self, we would recognize that as good as we may well try to be, we falter at being good all of the time, as well as of doing the right thing, always. Each of us is fallible, which means that we cannot reasonably expect that those that we love, will always be lovable, but love them still, we must. That is why, those that love the best are not those that see love as something that is just a feeling, but rather we see that within our heart we have that love for the other because we recognize that within each and every one of us, is the same creative light that brought us into being and it is that never extinguishing light, that we honor, above all.
Remember this well, there is a river, and there then are tributaries to that same river, both small as well as large, of which, the very purpose of life is to be that well-rounded tributary that leads to that river, and therefore unites those waters into one. So then, there is no greater power than love, for love outlasts them all, because there is no error in love, for love is the very characteristic that unites all that seems to be different into one great harmonious element, that can never be divided, for it is love that is the power that we were created from, and it is love that we are compelled to return to, for our heart is ever restless, until it finds again that eternal sanctuary of unbreakable love.