THE FIELD OF LOVE
Meet another in the vast field of love, a field without history, with no carry-over from the past, in which the other is embraced exactly as they are, in their pain, in their anger, in their frustration, in all their perfect imperfections; in which you are no longer seeking completeness through the other, because the completeness is the field itself, and all it holds, and the other cannot destroy the field today, or any other day.
For the field is love itself, an unending meditation,and in love there are no 'others' at all, only your own reflection, brilliantly disguised.
In this unconditional field centred in your overflowing heart you can meet each other here and now, in sickness, in health, in beauty, in transience.And bow before each other.
- Jeff Foster
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