I wish there was a switch I could use to turn Love on.
Turn it on within myself, within everyone I see, within everything in the world.
I wish it was one of those dimmer switches, so I can deliberately turn it all the way up…
…then I’d break it off so it could never be used again.
That will mean Love is All The Way Turned Up for all time.
I wish it was like a touch lamp, and I could just put my hand on people and they automatically feel Love.
I wish everyone was aware that Love is like Light.
We live in darkness without it and are unable to accomplish even the most mundane tasks.
Unless you see the world through love filled eyes, you are like a blind man who swears he can see, asking to take control of the car.
I wish I can move beyond blindness disguised as the attachments, the stuff, and the limitations I’ve taken on while I’ve been here.
So I could turn Love on.
I just wish to love. And I just wish for everyone to love.
And that which is wishing is confused by how this is not our way.
“If it’s not love, then what?” It asks.
“Love…and everything will love you in return.” It advises.
“Be love. Speak love. Do love.” It demands.
“Faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is LOVE.” It reminds.
I don’t want to think about it. I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to write about it.
I only wish to see it.
I only wish to be it.
I only wish to feel it.
I wish we weren’t so fooled.
I wish we all knew that Life perpetually loves.
I wish we would all stop looking for it, and working to earn it, and fighting over it…and wishing for it.