Yesterday I was inspired to move away from analysis and knowledge, and instead pay attention to my experience of love. So I have spent some time visiting in my mind the things that move me to affection and love, and gently dwelled on them, letting my thoughts drift from one thing to another.
In a way science and analysis is a destructive process and a search without end. Sometime you have to let it go and meditate on what truly moves and inspires you.
A few images came to my mind, a humorous aside of a rather large man making a pass at a woman in a playful, rather clumsy way, but she responded and was grateful for the attention, and I thought, this is love too. My mind wandered to the subject of a soulmate, something I had once encountered in dreams, and I thought, this is love too. All other passions are reflections of this.
We find things in our lives to feel passionate about, but often these are dreams. The people we love, the animals we love, that ultimately leads us to kindness and compassion. We need to feed these things, with humor, courage, aesthetics, we bring our love to the surface.