Do you not remember, O wandering heartful one, that if you do not love, you live in vain? Why all this working and striving, this rushing about, these endless little sacrifices? Why do you bury each day in distractions calculated to make you forget the central fact?
The fact is --- all that you ever wanted was love --- to love, to be loved, to flow in that lovemaking which never ends. Down here on earth, this is as high as mankind gets to Heaven, this is the way and the goal.
Then why, with all your hard work, have you not found it? Why is something so simple and desirable so elusive?
Do you remember Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet? Those blameless innocents were very beautiful. Their adoration was honest and divine. They desired to be together always, and eternity was not long enough to satisfy them.
But they lived in the midst of warring clans, they belonged to family groups which did not share their high feeling. Romeo and Juliet's love --- something beautiful and high --- was misunderstood and murdered by their kinsmen's narrow ways.
So Romeo and Juliet died, because they attempted to live their love in a love-hating land. They sought to be blameless and good in the midst of people who were evil.
Perhaps you have had a similar experience. Perhaps you loved someone dearly, and your heart flew up to Heaven. Then, one day, it all came crashing down, and your tears added to the river of despair.
Why? Why did something so good have to die?
No one ever answers that question. They just shrug their shoulders and accept the inevitable. Sooner or later, they give up on love, join the clan, and live heartlessly with all the rest.
But there is an answer. Look at Romeo and Juliet. Their love got killed because they attempted to live it while also living with their anti-love clans. This cannot be done. Either the love or the anti-love has to go. For love will never live with hate, no, not in ten billion years will this ever occur. Love is beautiful, and hate is ugly, and never the twain shall meet.
Then look at yourself. Look at your own life. Is your virtue sitting in a back closet, while you go forth every day into a life which is admittedly a compromise? Do you go to a job which is the antithesis of love, where the only purpose is to somehow rake in as much money as possible? If so, you have no place in love, for you are following the clans and their essential hatred.
Is your love crying out alone, starved, while you pretend to smile at demonic people who only court you for what you have? Is your heart enwrapped in a grim, steely humor intended to discourage all truthful self-recognition?
If so, you are an average, well-adjusted citizen of the megalopolis. In other words, you have not yet begun to live.
Then what is to be done? First, the heart must begin to awaken by itself. You must sincerely feel the yearning for love, you must desire it once again.
At this point, you may feel a slight itching on your shoulders. Do not reach back to scratch. This is simply a sign that your wings are beginning to sprout, and in due time will grow mighty. Then you will stand on the high cliff of your resolve, looking down into the immense canyon of your possibilities. Will you have the courage to jump?
Courage. It is a forgotten quality in this age. But it is required, if you are ever to soar away from the grounded place where the ant-people toil and slave all day long in their buzzing factories. If you are ever to truly fly.
Because you must fly, if you are ever to find love. For love is a spirit above us, love is a bird of the finer air, love the beauty of every sunrise and the balm for every wound. Love is something divine, residing godward, leading us upward from baseness to goodness, from cowardice to valor, from ignorance to the true understanding of who we really are.
In short --- love is for those who take their lives seriously, who strive every day to be courageous, noble, and good. There is no escape from this truth.
Would you like to meet your true love? Very good. You may. But first, you must leave the blind alleyways of conventional patterns, say "no" to society's collective rituals, and set forth on your own good path.
Did you expect to meet your true love while gossiping in your mother's kitchen? No, you say? Then do not expect to meet that loved one in your mother's society, either. For society itself is but an outgrowth of the human herd's fear, everyone trying to please everyone else by all acting alike. This insane charade escapes notice because almost everyone is doing it.
Needless to say, love will never be found in the base realms of social stupidity and cowardice, and that is why true love is never found within society. Society itself is the murderer of love, even as conventionalness is the slayer of individual spontaneity.
So. Where is love to be found? In your true life.
How is that to be found? By starting all over, becoming your true individual self, saying goodbye to hopelessly social people and their ways --- in short, by becoming original and true with every moment's self-decision.
Of course, it will be easier if you get some help from your friends. And your true friends are not those who flatter your ego, or who help you squander your time. Your true friends are those who actually improve you, who help you find the courage to improve yourself. Their help may not always be easy, but it will always lead toward good. And, looking back, they are the ones whom you will praise.
You may be fortunate enough to know some truly superior individuals. But even if you do not, you still have plenty of good friends. You may find them in the library, in the bookstore, on the Internet --- great authors whose words are a source of wisdom. Read these every day, and you will soon keep company with greatness itself. To begin, you might look at this website full of Classical Literature. By the time you have read a few, you will have made some very good friends.
Why, then, has it taken all these words to simply say this? Because it has taken all these years for you to come to this simple realization. Love is for the soul, and not for the ego. Love is for lovers, and those are courageous.
The joy of love is one with the strong arm of courage, one with the clear light of truth. Are you willing to see your love-life from an honest and uncompromising point of view? Perhaps it is time to take a look.
Robert Tkoch, Astrologer since 1970