This is a deep teaching that Love begins within oneself, in the true aloneness of the illusion of form, that it is universal.

Love can only be found in the Now, in surrender to the life that is unfolding. There can be no love for Humanity, or within Humanity, until its actions become correct. And ultimately, it is our form, our bodies, that are to be honored as vehicles of consciousness, and our differences are sacred and mutative.

We are conditioned to learn Love from the other, from Mother and Father, from the Beloved and the child. This is how we are taught to seek Love outside of ourselves, in order to “feel” loved.

The Not-Self does not love itself. Lacking Love within, it turns Love into a commodity. Into something valuable to pursue, something to suffer for and long for. A commodity that defines the lives of most beings. The measurement of Love.

The projection of Love outward: “He loves me. I love him.” “I don’t love him enough.” “He doesn’t love me enough.” “I wish he loved me more,” and so on.

None of this has anything to do with Love. It speaks more to the fear of being alone. To an aloneness stripped of self-love, driven by inadequacy and insecurity.

— Ra Uru Hu