Rumi knowingly instructs us:
Let the beauty that we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the
Ground.
So too with falling in love. Just as it is non-erotic for art to exist only in a museum, so too it is non-erotic for love to exist only in a small circle of caring. When we fall in love with one woman or one man to the exclusion of all other people, the Shechina is in exile114. When you are truly erotically engaged then through the love of one comes the love of All. For true love partakes in the essential connectivity of being. Unity is not divisible; it is holographic; in every moment of love are all the lovers and all the love in the world.
Too often love is merely a synonym for a radically narrowed circle of caring. We let only the smallest possible group, sometimes only one person — inside to our Holy of Holies. Yet in the rest of our lives we deal in alienation, deceit, or apathy. The Shechina is in exile.
marc gafni
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