A long time ago, my Murshid came to me in a dream, and explained to me what detachment really means. Detachment, he said, can only be achieved when one is completely in love with what–or who–one wishes to detach from. If one is truly in love, he pointed out, one is indifferent to anything the beloved does. How could it be otherwise?
I have long tried to achieve this. I am still trying.
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Or: Love sees the Beloved and nothing else. Choiceless. Madzub. Free, because there is no desire for freedom.