On Love: Beyond Emotion, Into Soul Purpose ✨

✨ On Love: Beyond Emotion, Into Soul Purpose ✨


C.S. Lewis, in The Four Loves, describes the richness and complexity of love—affection, friendship, eros, and charity.

But what if love is also karmic?
A soul contract between humans… a spiritual invitation to heal, grow, and serve.

I believe love is a sacred path:
💫 First, reconnect with the Divine
💫 Then, return to balance through loving the self
💫 And from that wholeness—give charitably, unconditionally

This isn’t sentimental.
It’s soul-focused.
It’s what keeps us grounded in a fragmented world.

To love with awareness is to stay present with the pain and the potential of others.
To love is to hold space for our fellow soul travelers—brother souls, as I call them—without losing focus on truth.

🕊️ Love, then, becomes leadership.
It becomes medicine.
It becomes clarity.


#SoulLeadership #KarmicLove #FeminineLeadership 

#HealingThroughLove #TheCalmVoiceOfTruth #CSLewis #SpiritualityAndLeadership

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