Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Rumi~Nations Upon LOVE

"Celebrate Love, Volume 2" @ the Prosperity Hive
When does LOVE begin?  And, where does it end?  Can something so ephemeral and fleeting remain?  Can a thing so timeless and ancient ever really cease?

How do we explore and investigate such a seemingly benign notion as love in our lives?  Love just IS, right?  Does it really, then, need "work," i.e. in being espoused and ruminated upon?

I've come to realize that, like time, Love is also a flowing river, with no beginning and no-end point.  It is only and ever this.  A moment, n-o-w.  Therefore, LOVE is Always Available to US.  We simply have to allow ourselves to give and receive it freely.  Love is Reciprocity.
However, it is only when we truly allow ourselves to OFFER LOVE that we begin to receive the Love that we each deeply desire in exchange.
How and when do YOU offer your love?  
Do you offer your love? 

As brother Michael Franti sings,
"So many times, people turn their backs to you
'cause they don't wanna see, what's inside of you
'cause lookin' inside of you
they might realize there's something inside of them
they might not wanna find

But it ain't about who ya love, (who ya love)
see it's all about do ya love, (do ya love)."

So, I will ask YOU again,
DO YOU LOVE?
I don't mean, "Do you want?"  And, I am not asking if you give for reciprocation.
I am asking, "What do YOU offer?"
Because LOVE IS SERVICE.
HOW DO YOU SERVE?
Of course, you must be able to serve yourself first in order to serve others.
How do you LOVE YOU?
"Well well well well
sunshine and loveliness
ain't nobody feeling no ugliness tonight
ain't it fine like sippin' sweet Georgie wine
see I'm just chillin' with these friends of mine

I ain't tryin' a bother you
so why ya gotta bother me
what goes on in your bedroom ain't no mess to me
you just say your God don't like my God
'cause you don't like my friends
but your friends tryin' to kill a man
and I don't understand

'cause it ain't about who ya love, (who ya love)
see it's all about do ya love, (do ya love)."
As an interdisciplinary artist, how do I create and capture
the pure moments of improvisational magic that LOVE both IS and inspires?
I don't know, so I try:

"Ooh one two three
say yeah say yeah feels so good to me
ooh! And ya one two three, say yeah, say yeah
feels so good

I say do it at home or on the street
with a drag queen don't matter to me
it ain't about sex or having degrees
your pedigree don't matter to me
about who ya love (who ya love)
see it's all about do ya love (do ya love)."

I do.  I do.  I do.
Finally, after all these years.
After all the fear, pain and sorrow,
I LOVE.
And, I love you.
Especially the more I continue to deepen into How to LOVE Me.