Hurt... is it me?
You know quite well,
deep within you,
that there is only a single magic,
a single power, a single salvation...
and that is called loving.
Well, then, love your suffering.
Do not resist it, do not flee from it.
It is your aversion that hurts, nothing else.
One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it
unless it has all been suffering, nothing but suffering.
Of all pains, the greatest pain,
Is to love, and to love in vain.
Why is it that we don't always recognize the moment love begins,
but we always recognize the moment it ends?