MEMO'S LETTERS FROM LOVE CAFE
March 21, 2013
"Love looked at the extraordinary beauty of the splendid full moon for a few minutes before she left the lovely earth, and she thought human beings must ask a fundamental question as they were all waiting for love and happiness to knock on their door. And the question in her mind that must be asked by each human being was; 'If I were the eternal love and the sacred compassion, would I knock on my door?' "
Love takes a journey to the world
One day love decided to take a journey to the world for a day to enjoy the beautiful earth, and stay over for a night as a guest in a house to spend some time with humans whom she loved so much. After seeing some of the most beautiful scenes of the earth, she began walking down the streets of the world to find a door to knock on in order to be the guest for the night. Along with her, she carried some presents from heavens to be given to the people who will have her as a guest for the night.
She started from the Religious Street where the believers of the organized religions lived. She was so extraordinarily sensitive that she could feel the atmosphere of the street just by seeing some people walking around. She sensed the feeling of restrictions, rules and lack of freedom. Their religions were so little, so petty, so static in beliefs and limited that it was simply impossible for the limitless dynamic quality of love with its freedom to find its way to this religious street. She looked around at people, she observed and she said to herself, "I am love, I am free, I am bound to tell the truth. These people seem to be quite unhappy, and if I tell these people the truth that what they believe is false, and they can never find true happiness, peace and love in such beliefs, then they would get offended. So, this street is not a good one for me to spend my only night in the world. I want to find a house where really happy people live so that we can all have some great time."
She continued walking, and all of a sudden she entered the Spiritual Street. This street was quite more interesting compared to the religious one. People looked more balanced, freer and more peaceful. She observed the people of the street very carefully again, and she saw though they do not have a belief of god as somebody sitting up in the sky, they had certain strange rituals, certain methods, certain practices, certain gurus which in a subtle way replaced the belief in god of the religious street. They were quite lost in the so called spirituality that they seemed to forget the most essential thing of spirituality which is love, happiness and compassion that has nothing to do with any kind of methods, rituals or gurus. They were all talking about love, bliss and compassion, but they were in love with their spiritual rituals, methods or gurus instead of falling in love with life itself which is only true guru. They were like people who were endlessly talking about the methods of how to get out of the prison when they stand just next to the prison door, and the only thing they needed to do was to open the door and walk out. But for them, talking about how to open the door with its different methods was much more important than the simple act of opening the door. And after such observation love said to herself, "I am love, I am free, I am bound to tell the truth, and if I tell them the truth that their rituals, methods and gurus are absolutely meaningless, and they rather become a heavy burden to carry on the path of climbing the mountain of truth and happiness, then they would get terribly offended. So, this is not the right place for me either."
She was beginning to get a little bit disappointed when she walked in to the Atheist Street. She sensed something different immediately on this street. Though the people looked very honest and intelligent, they seemed to suffer much more than the people of the other two streets she has visited. She felt, at least, she could have the freedom to talk the truth here without being offended much, but it wouldn't be a happy night either as there was a strong sense of suffering in the air, the suffering of the human beings who had the futile attempts of denying the undeniable spiritual side of a human being as human beings are spiritual creatures by nature. She did not know what to do. She said to herself, "It seems there is no perfect place I can find to spend the night as a guest. But, I love human beings so much, and I want to spend some time with them, I am getting quite tired and maybe there is a reason why this street was the last to be visited." And, she walked towards the house next to her to knock on the door when she heard the shouting coming from the house, it was probably a man yelling at his wife; "We don't believe in stupid things like the divine love on this street, but at least we could have full respect for one another to be able live under the same roof in a logic relationship." This was probably the sign to show love that it would be a better idea to leave the world, and spend the night in heavens.
It was exactly at that time when she decided to leave the world that she heard a voice calling for her. She said to herself, "This is what I love about life on earth. Good things happen when there is no more hope left, no more seeking anymore and generally on the last minute, and life takes you to the best places in the journey only through this beautiful thrilling path. What a beautiful thing this living is. I wonder what god do these humans worship or seek when there is life itself there to be worshipped."
"What are you looking for?" the voice said. It was a man around his early sixties. "I am love. I took a journey to the world for a day, and I am looking for a place to be guest for tonight" love replied the man. The man looked at her quite puzzled; he took some time before he spoke. There was a certain quality of wisdom in his eyes, and he said, "You are lucky to see me here at this time of the night. There is only one place I can suggest you, as only they can understand somebody like you who calls herself love coming from heavens. People think they are strange, since they are totally different people in their way of living as they do not worship the material things of the world, but in fact they are quite nice people. They live on the Truth Seekers Street."
Love immediately felt the real difference of the Truth Seekers Street soon after she entered. "Finally!", she said to herself, "I found the right place thanks to that poor chap. I now understand why I went to the Atheist Street lastly. I was meant to meet that man in order to come here." The people whom she observed on the street looked very sincere, healthy and vital. These people were very open minded in their spiritual search. They had no static beliefs, rituals or methods as they have grasped a simple fact that truth which is life itself is a dynamic and living thing; therefore it cannot be approached by any static means which are all those so called spiritual methods, rituals or beliefs. Therefore, they had the quality of the freedom in the mind to listen to the new; they haven't got stuck with any of those static means, so they had the quality of the swiftness of the mind which can seek the dynamic living truth. Love felt very comfortable on this street as she felt totally free here to say all the truth she knew. Nobody would oppose to hear the truth here, since truth was what they were seeking for. And, she could spend a happy night with them as they were quite happy, good hearted and sincere people.
Love started walking down the street to find a house to knock its door to be a guest for that night. She approached the door of one house, but as she approached the house she smelled some blood in the air. Love was extremely sensitive with her senses, and she got the smell of the blood of the beef which was being prepared for dinner in that house. Feeling the smell of the blood, love said to herself; "I am love, I am compassion, how can I be a guest to a house where there is the smell of fresh blood in the air. A life which is sacred to me has just been murdered in this house. I know these people do not see it this way; and they are indeed very very nice people with truly good hearts, but I am too very sensitive to be a guest in a house where there is the smell of fresh blood in the air."
Love turned her back, and said to herself; "People all around the world are seeking happiness and love. They do all kinds of things for me to knock on their door so that their lives are transformed by my touch. And, I have done my best, to knock on the door to be with them, to touch them, to heal them as my love for them is eternal, but only the very few seems to prepare the house good enough for me to be able knock on the door."
Love looked at the extraordinary beauty of the splendid full moon for a few minutes before she left the lovely earth, and she thought human beings must ask a fundamental question as they were all waiting for love and happiness to knock on their door. And the question in her mind that must be asked by each human being was; 'If I were the eternal love and the sacred compassion, would I knock on my door?'
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