When we give of ourselves, we sacrifice
When that gift is not received, we feel the pain of sacrifice
How do we continue to give?
How do we remember our love, in the heat of sacrifice?
We bring the other inside.
We imagine them as they are.
Each quality they have.
Their origins.
I did not have an inkling of what bliss was until a little over a year ago. Although I had experienced joy and happiness with others in my life and internally in meditation, it all paled in comparison with bliss. Bliss is a spontaneous arising of a happiness so powerful that it stops the mind and fills the body. It is a state of experiencing pure consciousness, pure awareness. When others come to mind during this experience of bliss, the feeling toward them is one of pure, unadulterated love. As I reflect on what love has felt like even before bliss arose a year ago, there has always been at least a tiny bit of this bliss. True bliss is the energy that powers love.