Love for Everything and Everyone With Lea Morgan

Love for Everything and Everyone

AUTHOR: LEA MORGAN | VISIT WEBSITE

“I love you” is something I’ve been fortunate to hear throughout my life. As I’ve gotten older, there’s been an ever widening circle of people I share these words with: relatives as a child, female friends as a young adult, male friends as I approached middle age. And now, here distinctly in the middle of life, I’m being shown just how powerful it can be to share with people I don’t even know very well.

The love I’m referring to is a Universal type love, like Namaste. In fact, perhaps the first encounter I had with this feeling was in yoga class. It’s such a beautiful sentiment. “I bow to the divine in you.” I don’t always feel this type of love. It comes at the most unexpected times. Sometimes it spontaneously wells up in me and spills over the walls and out of the boxes I’ve become accustomed to. Sometimes it is awakened by a touching experience while outside watching animals, reading, watching TV or even browsing on Facebook. Sometimes, and usually the most surprising, is when another person right in front of me gives it to me.

There’s a man who does yard work and odd jobs for people in my neighborhood. I’ve known him for about 15 years and see him fairly randomly. Like most people, he is someone you might judge from his outsides before you get to experience his insides. I’ve always felt calm around him and he often speaks simple words of great wisdom. I ran into him the other day while walking my dog. He was riding his bike to someone’s house to take care of their chickens. He, as always, was thrilled to see me and rode right over to say hello. His ability to be in the moment is almost childlike and I was struck by the words he opened the conversation with. He’s done it before, but somehow on this day I really heard it. He said, “Hi! I love you! I just love you so much! How are you?”

This simple, genuine and spontaneous declaration of love stopped me in my tracks. I was immediately pulled into the present and just there with him on the side of the road, in the sunshine on a beautiful day. We talked about the chickens and my dog and I don’t even remember what else. What I do remember is how free and light and unconditionally supported I felt. The love he expressed was without any expectation. It had no attachments and it lifted everything in its path. It was generous. It was simply, “I bow to the divine in you.”

I’m becoming more and more aware that this is why I’m here – to receive and give this type of recognition. Can I see the divine all the time? Probably not, but I can look for it. And when I see it or feel it I can tell someone, “I love you. I just love you so much.”