Unconditional Love: The Space That Remains

The Confession

I have been grappling with words, wondering what to say about the concept of unconditional love. Not because I don’t believe in it, but because the truth of it is so vast it almost defies language. Every time I tried to write, my ego—the need to “get it right”—pushed hard. I felt like Dorothy before Toto pulled back the curtain, standing before the great and powerful wizard, only to discover it was smoke and machinery. My own curtain has been pulled aside. The veil has lifted. What I thought I needed to polish or perfect has been exposed as unnecessary.

The Revelation

In a dream, I was traveling through a familiar town and realized I had forgotten my water. A voice, clear and certain, said: It’s time for you to take care of yourself. Stop waiting for others to love you.

I woke smiling, full of confidence, an experience I’d not felt in a very, very long time. But there it was, clear, concise, rather matter-of-factly–No more waiting for approval. No more thirsting for what is already within me.

Later, in meditation, I was shown another image: a large, tall building, nothing special or specific. Then the building was gone—leaving only space where it once stood. That space could become a park, a memorial, or remain empty. But the space was never lost.

When my husband Craig died, I felt an unbearable void. Yet over time, I discovered the love we shared didn’t vanish with his form. The space he once filled remained—and in that space, love abides still.

When the Twin Towers fell on 9/11, what remained was not just devastation. There was emptiness, which became hallowed ground —a memorial, a place for love to gather.

Unconditional love is like that. It is not tied to the building, the body, or the form. It remains. It holds. It is the space beneath all things.

The Invitation – Trusting the Divine, Loving the Self

The curtain has been pulled back. I see now that unconditional love is not something to chase or earn. It is the spacious ground of our being—within and around us. This space is not empty; it is the vessel of our wholeness, the sacred body that carries the soul. It begins when we stop waiting for others to fill us, and instead drink from our own well.

This is what it means to love ourselves unconditionally: to trust the Divine presence within us, to rest in the Gnosis that love cannot be withdrawn or destroyed.

So I ask you, dear one:
Where in your life are you waiting for love to come from outside? What if you trusted the love that already remains?

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✨ Sacred Closing ✨
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. — Rumi
With Love,
Lee