Ideas That Come From Love.


Ideas that come from love have a life of their own, they are not bound to the life and the timing and the plan of their vessel, they simply grow to their own accord, in the timing they find right.

Two years ago, I was working on a project based on the enneagram personality theory. I worked for two months building material and researching, wondering when would be the right time to enact it, but it simply died down midst the other responsibilities and circumstances. I let it go and felt grateful for the time spent working tediously on it since it made me understand human beings on such a deeper level. The knowledge in itself sufficed, and it allowed me to become a better healer and teacher, too.

Last week, my world turned around. Perhaps today, specifically, I was sitting in a circle of three passionate teachers, analysing personalities, watching them burst in epiphanies, eyes water and I saw ourselves talking in terms of transformation and awareness— conversations I only dreamed to have. I never thought I could delve so deeply with people here, and I marvelled at how my intention of collaborating with others came to life in exactly the best way, in the right time. Everything conspired to simply make it happen, and my heart was beating, my legs shaking out of mere awe at how miraculous this moment was.

Now, it is a team of four working together to find the right way to deliver aspects of emotional awareness to children through some of the ways the theory managed to depict humanness so well. Now, it is an idea that has a life of its own, and it sprang up to skies of possibilities only with love. Perhaps it is the only thing I remember about it— it came to life with love.

How miraculous love is— it dissolves barriers, crumbles obstacles into nothingness. Only if we surrendered enough, perhaps life would only be a series of such heart-shattering miracles.

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