If I become too attached to a specific form I believe love must take, my heart always breaks when love destroys that form for something new. I have learned to trust that this destruction is guaranteed to occur.
Following this restructuring of reality, I am predictably, sometimes unbearably, disappointed. But this collapse of expectations can be a sacred and creative beginning, a space in which new forms of love inevitably emerge.
It is the organization and maintenance of this beginning space that I now understand is Inner Being's role in my life.
I am trusting more and more that when love does not come as expected, it is coming, nonetheless.
In fact, Love is here, always and already. I am learning to see and feel that this is true, regardless of the conditions of my life. Circumstances may be less than ideal, but I really am a Lotus in Mud.