Maybe the purpose of life is love. To love.
Or maybe the first purpose of life is just to … live. What else? What are we so terribly busy looking for while we are just doing what we must be meant to do, all the time: we live.
Okay. We live. That’s settled.
It’s in our human nature to take things a step further, to look for the ultimate experience. The ultimate experience of life is love. Isn’t love what we are looking for all the time? Love is what makes us go out, and love is what brings us home.
The visual version of love is beauty.
There are two ways to experience love or beauty: by generating it inside ourselves and by seeing it outside ourselves. It is: to express love and to be touched by love, to create beauty and to witness beauty.
What does it take? To set ourselves free. To give up attachments, attachments to our identities, to our stories. We are so caught up in them that we don’t see what is there, really, in ourselves, and around ourselves.
Let go. It is all just a dance.
The more we become free and nobody, the more love itself starts dancing through us. Our life becomes a No-Body’s Dance.