When I consider all or any of the reasons I have withheld love, I recognize that each justification was spawned from judgments which were invariably based on insufficient information. All selfish points of view arise based on insufficient information. Our personal sense of autonomy, independence, and separation from each other is solely based on insufficient information. Because in our temporary human aspect we lose our native comprehension of the larger panorama, we become confused. Our immortal connection to our own Loving Source becomes in doubt, and seems to slip into the background of our awareness, as fresh experience coalesces into the sense of an apparent chasm in consciousness between ourselves and “the outside world”.
Out of ignorance, we adopt and fixate on various positions and self-images which we come to identify as “me”, and then circle the wagons around the ensuing sense of self engendered by consequent experience. Our attention is then spent trying to protect and defend this precious creation of ours from other aspects of ourselves, those appearing as “not me”. The war with ourselves is born, and floods forth throughout the collective (of which we are an inescapable part), every time we withhold love. We imagine we have enemies who do not deserve our love. Withholding love seems justifiable. It’s us against them.
However, that shard of prime intelligence, sometimes called our heart, which really knows how things are, never withholds love. It is love, and reflects only itself to itself, with no condition except to magnify itself. It makes of itself a vehicle in the form of this immediate presence, which is us. It pours through us in an unspeakable ecstasy, which our human persona filters, based on its dense construct and capacity. This human judgment system separates the lovable and the not so. When the “not so” presents, the auto-mechanism goes into resistance mode.
When resistance arises and crimps the flow of love, it originates based on insufficient information. What obstructs the energetic radiance of love but us, with our juggling act of judgment, belief, fear, and self-importance which contracts the receiving mechanism? We get in our own way by withholding love to any degree at all. When we withhold love from any part of consciousness, we withhold it from ourselves, since we are that. Love. The price of withholding is self-starvation. The grace can’t pour through, and we live by grace, the grace of love. All behaviors based on anything less than the highest aspirations of the heart makes us smaller, and ripple out through infinity, making everything a little less than it could be. What a terrible burden we place on our hearts by withholding love!