The Weight of Devotion - Notes from the Inner Landscape or When Sirius Calls the Soul Home

  Sometimes I think that courage in love is the rarest mineral in the world — one that forms only under immense pressure, in the darkness of the inner earth. It is not the kind of courage that boasts in the higher rooms of language, but the one that asks you to stand quietly before your own truth, without flinching, without running. The courage to not be idealized, to not idealize, to lower the crown so you can understand that its weight comes precisely from its truth. And still — the “heavy crown” of true love… it is not an ornament. It is a trial. At times I feel it like an invisible, cool diadem placed upon me at the very moment love meets truth. In that instant of collision when you see the shadow in the other , and even more painfully — the shadow in yourself . And then you realize how much audacity is required to stay. To not escape toward the comfort of illusion. To not hide behind the habits of old fears. Because love — the true kind — always summons something ancient...

Self-love as love for God

In the first place is Love for God, this is what is meant by self-love. In the second place and on equal principles - love for God in the other and God in oneself, and in the third place - love, understanding and compassion for one's personality and the personality of the other, in the form of respect and understanding and tolerating the speed with which the Truth is seen - the speed with which the illusory layers of the personality are stripped away, the speed with which the ego is polished and vices and old karmic programs are cleared, the speed with which virtues are acquired.

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