You can’t earn love!
You can’t. Or happiness
It’s not about what you do but rather about what you are.
What we think is love is actually instead a loving relationship. One where it appears we are loved. It’s also one where we have a caring feeling for another. Often with a hidden expectation to get in return. Get what? The happiness we don’t have within. Fill in the void of what’s missing. Make me happy. Or rather take away my unhappiness.
We mistake less unhappy for happier when one can’t be happier unless one is first happy. Not feeling happy. Actually being happy.
When we were born, we were precious. We naturally attracted love. We brought joy to our parents. And the desire to provide for and protect. How did that happen? It happened because we are born with inherent goodness. Love responds to inherent goodness. A parent’s inherent goodness cannot help but reach out in love to their infant’s inherent goodness. The bond is created. Not just the baby is born. The relationship is born.
Later ego develops to protect. It senses what is dangerous and alerts us. It protects inherent goodness by shielding it so it isn’t so vulnerable. Inherent goodness withdraws and doesn’t attract love while ego learns more and more what is potentially dangerous and must be protected from.
It’s said the Dalai Lama and look into your eyes and see your soul. I suspect he has mastered his ego, if in fact it ever developed. Maybe not, considering his protected upbringing. Without ego he comes from inherent goodness. He projects inherent goodness. It, inherent goodness, when obvious is seductive. Another’s inherent goodness can’t help but reach out to connect in love. This is what the Dalai Lama sees in another, their inherent goodness.
It’s not something we do. We don’t earn inherent goodness. We are born with it. We have it. Many disconnect with it when ego takes charge. With some, all too many, ego remains in charge. Inherent goodness retreats further and further never abandoning the possibility, the hope of reconnecting with true self.
