Love outweighs all else.
The heart made of love pumps the blood of compassion through the body of life. The heart made from love is wounded in the face of delusion’s world of thingness and bargains. Wounded but not insulted. It bleeds compassion and this blood, like the blood of the mythical pelican who feeds its young on its own blood, revives the intrinsic living goodness and nobility of the world.
Love outweighs all other considerations. Love has no profit margain, no cost benefit analysis. Love doesn’t reason, love doesn’t brook explanation. Everything is lost in love and only deathless sky remains. That sky is the true home of the human spirit. Yes, yes, in Tantra there are countless skillful means, technical methods … all of them powerful, all of them sublime…. all of them useless without the context of overwhelming spiritual love.'