- by Marianne Williamson, spiritual author and lecturer
Love can be a huge mountain, a gentle garden, a raging storm, a cool breeze, or a perfect bath. But there is always fire somewhere nearby. There is always the red-hot stuff of the soul’s initiation. If there isn’t fire, then it isn’t love. It might be a marriage that lasts forever. It might have all the signs of what the world calls a “successful relationship”. But if it doesn’t insist that you move to your next level, if it doesn’t take your heart and make it explode in a million pieces, only to fall back together again in some moment of enlightened understanding, then you haven’t really loved. You’ve done the bourgeois thing perhaps, but let’s not call that love.
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