The Love That Needs No Proof
Most of us treat love like a transaction. We say, "I did this for you, so you must love me," or "Prove to me that I am special to you." We want to be the "specific" choice.
Then there is Manyata.
Manyata doesn't choose. She doesn't prioritize. She doesn't perform. To her, existence itself is the highest form of affection. If you ask her for proof, she will point to the fact that you are breathing. If you ask her to be "yours," she will smile because she knows she is already part of you—and the tree behind you, and the dirt beneath you.
She doesn't bother with the world's expectations because she has found a love that is larger than "me" and "you."
Clearly can say she is love herself. I know it's quite confusing for the materialistic world so just be with me know it.
Welcome to the world of Manyata. A series of stories about the beauty of being unattached.