Even to love we need great interior freedom. If we are not free inside then we cannot truly love, even if on the outside we can seem capable, able give gifts, kind, gentle… because even giving is part of a psychospiritual journey, it’s not a banal or superficial or easy act. Because the giving I intend is free, it does not wait to get something back, for interest.
In my vision rich is the person who gives, rather than the person who possesses many things.
By giving, I don’t mean things, but ourselves, our own joy of living, the witness of the journey that we are living. This type of giving is true love. And a love so made presupposes victory over the narcissistic and omnipotent demands of the ego.