Higher Love

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Higher Love

When we’re at the edge, in danger of falling over the precipice into suffering, compassion is the most powerful means I know for keeping our feet firmly planted on the earth and our hearts wide open.  

Roshi Joan Halifax, Standing at the Edge:  Finding Freedom where Fear and Courage Meet

However capable and skillful an individual may be, left alone, he or she will not survive.  However vigorous and independent one may feel during the most prosperous periods of life, when one is sick or very young or very old, one must depend on the support of others .I believe that at every level of society-familial, tribal, national, and international-the key to a happier and more successful world is the growth of compassion.” His Holiness the Dalai Lama

In our culture the most celebrated love is romantic love.  If you don’t have it, you must want it and can’t possibly be happy until you have it.  It’s in the pairing up, we are told in all those happy endings, where we will find purpose, support, fulfillment, and an end to our loneliness.  Unfortunately, romantic love does not seem to be spread equally among us.  From its packaging, it appears to be mainly for the young and unwrinkled, the healthy and fit, the active, engaged, and exciting, and those with perfect skin.  This gives way to all kinds of self-loathing and a love economy of scarcity.  Since the message is that belovedness comes to those who meet the idealized standard, those of us who do not meet this standard can begin to feel left out of love bliss and vulnerable to the advertisements that promise a pathway to love.  We spend our precious energy and resources reaching for the physical, emotional, spiritual, or fiscal perfection that promises belovedness.  This is game where we will fall short.  There isn’t enough youth, health, fashion, intelligence, wealth, or skin cream that can bring us belovedness.  This is because being loved for smooth skin is not very satisfying or everlasting.  More importantly, the love and belonging we seek doesn’t come from finding the “one” right lover.   Love  - big, deep, meaningful - comes from a well-spring within that is released when we relax with ourselves and open to self-compassion.  When self-compassion spills over to compassion for others the possibilities for deep intimacy and connection in relationships are nourished.

By many spiritual and philosophical accounts across the ages, romantic love is only a sliver of the enormous and boundless love that is available to and for all of us.  Cultivating this bigger love, a higher love, is our deepest life’s purpose.  Higher does not mean superior but rather from above like the view from mountaintop as opposed to the valley.  From this higher love, we become more focused on the giving to others than the receiving and in being more fully present to those we are with.  There is an urging towards more kindness and caring.  Unlike romantic relationships which we enter into mostly to get from others   - be it affirmation, praise, financial security or just a distraction from boredom – higher love is expressed as giving and being with in kinship.

In compassion, when we give our attention to others with open-heartedness, caring, and a desire to enhance another’s well-being, our own hearts bath in the same kind of neuro chemicals that give us that “in-loveness” feeling.  There comes in compassion a sense of “in-loveness” with others as we see them more clearly not for what they can give us but how we how much we share in our vulnerability, fragility, and courage as humans.  It allows for deeper relationships with others as we stand together in our full-throttled humanness.   In compassion, we also come into a deep feeling of “in-loveness” with ourselves recognizing the preciousness of our life and the magnificence in everyday things. 

Romantic love certainly has a natural time and place in our lives and can bring great joy, belonging, and energy.  Feeling beloved by another can make us so hopeful and courageous.  It can take away all of our awkwardness.  It can move us to a higher love.  On its own, however, because it is love that is conditional on how another is treating us or making us feel it will inevitably wan. We will eventually become human again with our lovers and in that humanness the organic messiness of life returns.  No one person could bear the responsibility of being caretaker to another’s heart.  What we find in compassion is a way to connect to others with a love that is enduring because it comes from our own inner wellspring of open-heartedness and inner knowing.  It is available to all of us – young, old, strong, frail, thriving, dying – accompanying us on the journey from our first breath to our last.  Tapping into this wellspring we feel nourished and belovedness from a higher infinite source which allows us to be more loving in the world.

The lives of my yoga students in the nursing home filled as they are with suffering and loss can seem so meaningless.  What possibilities are there for loving and belovedness in a place with so much frailty, sickness, and dying.  Surely, romantic love does not often visit the nursing home.  If romantic love is the apex of love, then the views from the nursing home are bleak.  And yet when considered from the higher perspective of compassion, we can see meaning even in the lives of the stroke patient who no longer speaks, the person no longer able to eat solid foods, the one who has lost the ability to stand.  In their suffering, there exists the possibility that all of us who care for them and visit them are broken open into compassion for their suffering.  And not because we pity them but because we know we are them, their family members, their caregivers.  We all will fail before we die.  Most of us will sit by the bedside of a beloved who is frail. In our up-close contact with bright human vulnerability, we have the chance to soften, pray, weep for the holy preciousness and fragility of our lives. In this close kinship with others, they might come to know some warmth from the compassion they open up in us and like a moon we shine back towards them.

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