Where happiness exists, there is love; since you love yourself the most, you are eternal happiness itself. Thus even if we analyse this way, do we not conclude that you are happiness indeed?

One day when you are really awake you will be able to love—but then you will be certain about your love only. But that’s enough! Who bothers? Because right now you want to use others; when you are really blissful on your own, you don’t want to use anybody. You simply want to share. You have so much, so much is overflowing, and you would like

we can only share the experience of love if we let go of our definitions of who we are and what we want to become. Why does it seem that so often we do just the opposite and then call it love?

Once we understand that love is our true identity, we realize that the skill of learning to love is mostly an undoing of the ego obstructions that have gradually overlaid our natural tendency toward loving.

We are all connected to this pure, unconditional love, which is God, the Universe, or whichever name you choose to use. The only thing that gets in the way of this is our own thinking, which separates and cuts us off from that unconditional love.