Byron Katie

Love is what you are already.

Love doesn’t seek anything. It’s already complete.

It doesn’t want, doesn’t need, has no shoulds.

​It already has everything it wants, it already is everything it wants, just the way it wants it.

So when I hear people say that they love someone and want to be loved in return, I know they’re not talking about love. They’re talking about something else.

Sometimes you may seem to trade love for the stressful thought appearing in the moment. It’s a little trip out into illusion.

Seeking love is how you lose the awareness of love. But you can only lose the awareness of it, not the state.

That’s not an option, because love is what we all are. That’s immovable.

When you investigate your stressful thinking and your mind becomes clear, love pours into your life, and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Love joins everything, without condition.

It doesn’t avoid the nightmare; it looks forward to it and then inquires.

There is no way to join except to get free of your belief that you want something from your partner.

That’s true joining. It’s like “Bingo! You just won the lottery!”

If I want something from my partner, I simply ask. If he says no and I have a problem with that, I need to take a look at my thinking. Because I already have everything. We all do.

That’s how I can sit here so comfortably: I don’t want anything from you that you don’t want to give. I don’t even want your freedom if you don’t. I don’t even want your peace.

The truth that you experience is how I’m able to join with you. That’s how you touch me, and you touch me so intimately that it brings tears to my eyes.

I’ve joined you, and you don’t have a choice. And I do this over and over and over, endlessly, effortlessly. It’s called making love.

Love wouldn’t deny a breath. It wouldn’t deny a grain of sand or a speck of dust.

It is totally in love with itself, and it delights in acknowledging itself through its own presence, in every way, without limit.

It embraces it all, everything from the murderer and the rapist to the saint to the dog and cat.

Love is so vast within itself that it will burn you up. It’s so vast that there’s nothing you can do with it. All you can do is be it.