I was introduced to the delightful little book ‘Tales of a Magic Monastery’ by Carolyn Metzler from the CAC. I dip into it every now and then. Yesterday this was the nugget I stumbled across:
‘I walked up to an old, old monk and asked him. “What is the audacity of humility?” This man had never met me before, but do you know what his answer was? “To be the first to say ‘I love you.'”
I guess what struck me is the gift of being able to say ‘I love you’ in freedom. Not needing any particular response, but being able to own the depth of my own affection.
To be able say ‘I love you’ with open hands, not clinging to other. But in deep appreciation for relationship.
To be able to say ‘I love you’ without needing to dictate how this declaration should be reciprocated.
I feel the gentle invitation to explore which relationships in my life have this level of freedom.