After reading “ A different kind of love” by Veronique Corbett my life began to change. I became more focused on the love and less on the judgement that I placed on everything and everyone. How can one book have such and impact? I think that the simplicity of the message made it so much more palatable to me. This particular book has a powerful message that I believe opens you up to love.
Veronique has given me the opportunity to dip into her second work “The choice is mine.” This work goes further in removing any excuses for being a victim. It lays the sole responsibility in your lap for what shows up in your life.
In my book “Hardwired,” I describe from an early age and in the voice of a twelve year old what love meant to me. At first I thought love was strictly romantic. I had no concept of a love other than the one shared in the intimate moments between lovers. While I was never a sex addict, I was addicted to relationships. I needed to have “love” all the time. I was self destructive without it.
In the eighties I began to hear of “Agape,” which really blew my mind. I didn’t get it. While I tried to grasp it, I just didn’t have the ability to break the “hard-wiring” of what I believed love to be. In the nineties I sought after truth with names such as Deepak Chopra, Marianne Williamson, and Wayne Dyer. They also spoke of love as the powerful force that can move the mountains of our life, but once again, I couldn’t get quiet enough to digest it.
Now I stumble into this writer’s life and the message is in neon.
Since understanding this message better, and I say that because this is only the beginning of a journey that I have longed for. I realize that every day I experience something new that reinforces the fact that love is a choice. It is an active choice that clears the obstacles that have long clouded my mind, delusions such as lack, mistrust, control, and the meaning of success.
This week I see that working through life without love, instead of with love is like working through life with one arm, instead of all your limbs. Without love we are disabled. Without love we are lost. Without love we are the most vulnerable that we can be.
So what of this thing called love? Well it is only the most powerful tool in the box. Love allows us to forgive one another. Actually forgiveness is a moot point because in love there is no blame, therefore the choice is mine whether to continue to love or begin to blame.
To quote Veronique from “The choice is mine”:
“I will know and trust that what is good
for me is good for someone else.
We are one.”
This is the line that illuminates the very idea that however much we would like to judge, punish and retaliate against someone who is harming others, they are harming themselves at a greater level. We should have compassion when we see this because the so called “harmful” people are so much more harmful to themselves than they are to anyone.
There is an African tribe that has a long tradition when a woman is about to birth. Before the birth all the women of the tribe get together and compose a song for the baby. That song is unique to that particular member of the tribe. The song is sung at birth, at birthdays, coming of age rituals, marriage and death. That is their song that was composed with love.
If you are caught committing a crime against another member of the tribe, the entire tribe surrounds the one who committed the crime…
… and the tribe sings their song to them. This member who committed the error quickly breaks down because he/she cannot stand to be loved when they have wronged another.
In the history of this tradition, no one has committed a crime.
That is the power of love.
Imagine what this could do for our penal system.
Just imagine.

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