Saturday, January 12, 2008
You know the song "the End" by the Beatles... remember the lyrics?
"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make."
My mom has always disliked those lines because she always felt like she was getting the short end of the deal. She always felt like she was making more love than taking, and not "making" in the physical sense. She felt like she was putting out more love to more people than she was receiving.
I don't see it like that. I read those lines and see them as a source of hope. They seem to call for a karmic balance to me. They hush me to believe that the more I love others the more I will be loved and the more I love someone else the more they'll love me back. It's nice to think about.