In the current state of our world this sharing my come as no surprise. In writing a deeply, intimate piece about love, I came to the realization that my greatest fear may in fact be humanity’s greatest fear. With all the needless violence and death in our world, it seems death is not what we fear. Instead, it is love.
My Greatest Fear is Love
This morning I awoke to the grim realization that I’m afraid of love.
I’m not afraid to die.
In fact, when the time comes, I will welcome death’s reprieve.
Instead, I’m afraid to love.
At one time I did love – truly, madly, deeply.
I gave everything I had for love.
In countless measure I gave for love.
I believed in love.
I hoped for love.
I forgave for love.
I fought for love.
And by love I was betrayed.
My body. My Soul. My Spirit –
Torn into a thousand pieces
Then placed on the pyre to be burned.
After love had its way with me,
There was nothing left of Me.
Nothing but the me that arose in defense:
“I’ll show them!”
Then life showed me.
Until again, there was none of me left.
Exactly as it was meant to be?
Ordained by my Soul?
A personality built, torn down, built up again…
Only to once again be destroyed.
Brought down to nothing.
What the Kabbalists call “Ain-Sof”
Returned to the primordial Void.
Where there lives nothing but potential.
Pure and Infinite Potential.
That which remains after the Angel of Death has had his way:
And what can stand in the stark, dark reality of Truth?
Love. Only Love.
Copyright Lauri Ann Lumby