There comes a time
when nothing is meaningful
except surrendering to LOVE.
I agree with Rumi’s quote that eventually nothing seems meaningful except surrendering to Love, because Love gives meaning and colour and context to everything.
Reminds me of Ecclesiastes where the writer wrote that everything is meaningless and there is nothing new under the sun. Recently, I was reflecting that the sun itself appears to run like clockwork, rising at dawn and setting at dusk, and hurrying over to the other side to rise the next morning. There is a rhythm and regularity in Nature which may appear boring and predictable and monotonous after a while. After all, why doesn’t our Creator change the colour of the sky to green, the trees to purple, the ocean to yellow just to make things look different for a change? Or maybe cause the sun to rise from the west instead of the east just for a day? I think that’s where Love comes into the picture – because our Creator loves us, that’s why we have regularity and rhythm in Nature.
The heartbeat of love is displayed deeper in the symbolism of the sun, the trees, the ocean. Love is the only constant in the flux of changes, and love is multi-faceted. It takes an eternity to know the fullness of Love, which gives meaning to life. Like what Rumi said, when things appear meaningless, we can remind ourselves Love is the answer. The fact we are breathing is a testimony of Love itself, for we live on every breath we take. I like this meditation on our breath:
Breathing in, I breathe in Love
Breathing out, I breathe out Peace.
And yes, we are connected by our breath, the prana, the vital life.
The beauty of life is to be alive. This beauty is often hidden, maybe because it is so basic. It is like the little fish swimming in the ocean looking for the ocean. It takes meditation and conscious breathing to be aware of the hidden yet ever present beauty in and around us.