The truest love story

“Knock knock!”
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me!”
“Who me?”
“Your love…”

The one behind the gate doesn’t respond.

“Knock knock!”
“Who’s there?”
“Who ‘you’?”
“I am You…”

The one behind the gate doesn’t respond again.

“Knock knock!”
“Who’s there?”

This time, no response comes from the other side.
That’s when, the one behind the gate opens it up.

I usually equate this story to the love for work.

Back in the day when I used to be unhappy in my corporate job, the most fulfilling moments were the ones when I got beyond “I hate my job” and did the work because it brought moments of joy.

Right now as I am a freelance writer, the discipline is still required despite I love this work the most. And the days I just work and let it flow, are the days that I enjoy the most, instead of pondering about “I have to be disciplined to write.”

“Work is God made real,” said Kahlil Gibran, in The Prophet.

Whenever we have gone beyond the realms of “someone else” and “me” and allowed the joy to emerge, is when we have felt most fulfilled.

Fulfillment isn’t a miracle that shows up. It’s something that shows up when we don’t allow our lower faculties to play the game.