Clearing out the crud Chapter TWO

Let it Flow

Somehow we got the pipes of love clogged up.  Our hearts are clogged up with so much crud, love can't flow.  Love has to flow.  It can't be static or bottled up, it is a commodity.
Commodity is defined as: something useful or valued, one that is subject to ready exchange or exploitation within a market. 
Love is not something to be hoarded, it has to flow. 

Pretty simple analogy coming up. 

Love is like water, it is all over.  It is part of one huge cycle.  In the water cycle, water flows up to the sky, rains down everywhere, flowing into rivers, lakes, creeks, flowing through pipes into our immediate vicinity, flowing to us, through us, back into the system, back up into the sky to start it's journey all over again.  It can't be messed with too much or stopped.  Ah yes you can dam it up, channel it, try and control it, hoard it, try to make it go where you want, but in the end, water must and does flow.  It is all around us, in us and a part of us and our world.

Love flows too. You can dam it up, channel it, try and control it, hoard it, make it go where you want, but it still evaporates back out into the cycle or sometimes even overflows it's banks, but at some point love returns to it's normal state.  That's why no matter how hard we try, love affects us, just as the lack of love does. 

Wait - word alert. The things we say, the words we use have power.  They affect us in ways we don't really understand or aren't conscious of sometimes. Words are hard to use because they bring up so much in us without our thinking or knowing of it. Like the word Love. 

Words are heard and felt by everyone differently.  Take the word boxers. Person A thinks of dogs and shudders in fear, she was bitten by a boxer as a child.  Person B thinks of dogs, his own dog is a boxer and he loves that dog.  Person C thinks of that cute guy she dated who wore the silk boxers, whew, was he a hottie.  Person D thinks of Ali, Spinks, Frasier, Foreman etc. and all the money he made or lost on them.  We have given words the power to make us happy or glad, mad, fearful, etc.  Each person reading this will have a different emotion over some of the words I use than I did writing it, or even another does reading it. 

We are so casual about our words and wording.  We make our realities and truths with words, we must be careful.  I try to be careful about what I say.  Words have power and direction.  I try to consciously not use negative words or thoughts, but sometimes they pop up.  Sometimes in this text, the words that first come out of my mind are of the negative variety, but I will leave them in, and then correct the thinking for all to see, maybe to provide a point.  So throughout, I will use word alerts when I spout things that need to be looked at more closely, and maybe the wording, and hence the thought, can be changed. 

So back to the original thought…I said above that love affects us, just as the lack of love does.  Now think about that, is there ever really a lack of love.  Just like water, love is everywhere.  As far as water goes, even the desert air contains water.  Every breath we take contains water.  The apparent lack doesn't mean that is the reality.  So it is with love. There is no lack of love.  There may be lack of recognition, lack of tactile proof, but never any actual lack of love.  Like an animal in the desert knows, it is merely a question of identifying and drawing out the sustenance.  Yep, sometimes we have to seek out the love even if we are smack dab in the middle of an ocean of it.  Love affects us, but there is no lack.

So there is no lack of love, it is all around us, available 24/7, ours for the taking, and yet we are all mostly miserable.  What's up with that?  Simply put, we are up with that.  Back to the water analogy, just as water is piped into our homes as part of the cycle, love is piped into us.  But just as with broken or clogged pipes, sometimes it doesn't get through.  It has nothing to do with being there, being available, but everything to do with being too clogged up to get a steady flow.  Repeat:  THERE IS NO LACK OF LOVE, ONLY OUR LACK TO RECEIVE AND/OR RECOGNIZE IT.

 The mud puddle sits and there is no flow.  Nasty things begin to grow or die in it. It is stagnant, static and doesn’t see much growth.  The stream flows strong, life flourishes in it, it is clear and vibrant and dynamic.  Which would you rather be, the clouded puddle or the vibrant stream?  If the mud puddle had a consciousness, I am sure it would want to stay a mud puddle. That is all it knows.  Why should it change?

 In many ways we are like that.  Each of us a mud puddle, clouded and stagnant, fearing to be anything else.  But we have seen more than the mud puddle.  We have seen both the puddle and the stream.  Why so we fear becoming the stream?  Are we afraid to change?  Afraid to merge with others and become greater than ourselves.  Silly idea. But most of us tend to stay in our own mud puddle preferring the safety of the known even if it means missing out.  Clogged up and content?  Yuck.

 So come on, lets start unclogging.  Let's get the flow back to full strength.  The great thing is that it carries all over the world, it flows everywhere and is an amazing force when unleashed.  The more pipes that flow free, the more love will work its miracles, the more healed we will be, the greater the force of love flowing in and around us.  It really is amazing how it seems to flow exponentially once you let it.

 So how to unclog the pipes?  How to get rid of the crud?  First we have to recognize listen to our inner selves about the crud.  Once we do that, we have to realize it is crud and let it go, we have to change our perception of it and cease to let it clog us up.  Then we learn how to keep it from stopping us up, and then we can begin to live crud-free.  So what is crud?  Well, crud is merely the opposite of love. What could be the opposite of love? Most of us would automatically say hate.  Is it really the opposite? 

Consider:

What does the opposite of love mean to you?  Is it hate, or is it something deeper?

Think on it and then turn the page to see my views.

Again, STOP and really consider the opposite of love what is the emotion, what is the feeling?

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