I have many physical problems this lifetime and have had to overcome many obstacles. I’ve come to the conclusion that love is not for me this time around. How can I begin to have love in my life? Is it too late for me?
Your life certainly is an extraordinary one, and its uniqueness might let you think that love is only for others and not for you. You may find this hard to believe, but people can live together for years in a relationship and still not know love.
It would be wrong for me or anyone else to try to change your mind about anything that is between God and you, so I won’t. This world has its torture camps (as in World-War-II Germany and elsewhere) and places for breaking the human spirit. Yet for some reason, a few among many who faced the same prospect of fear and death on a daily basis had a fierce desire to live. Why? Who can say? Perhaps the survivors were those with the strongest spiritual heartbeats.
Where is love? Again, who can say? We know it’s all around us like an ocean, but where’s the little stream to nourish the garden of our heart?
We don’t mind if all the world has love, but we’d like a little too. Sure, we know about Helen Keller, who became blind, deaf, and mute at the age of nineteen months. With the help of Anne Sullivan, who was her friend and teacher, Helen became a renowned writer and lecturer. She raised funds for training the blind and other projects.
What I’m saying to you here is that people with exceptional problems like yourself must work many times harder than the average person for love or for anything else. But your success can also be much more than that of others.
Love begins in a small place in your heart. Love your music, which can reach out to bring love to others, and so the love in you can grow larger.
There are other people with handicaps who are looking for love as much as you. Some have found it. How? Can you connect with an organization of handicapped individuals to see how its members cope with their search for love?
Love is something we all need as much as air and light.
—Sri Harold Klemp