love (more words less pictures)

Have you ever loved someone...As in really loved without conditions. You probably will not have dinner with H&H without getting a few twist in your thinking cap. So last night's puzzle was who are you. Your real or true Self. That little spot of the Buddha buried behind a bunch of should, facades, conditions, excuses, and fantasy. The perfect just the way you are.  How much compassion do we have for us.
When I think of total acceptance for a person who is in normal terms,  not deserving of love, I immediately thought of Penn and Serandon in dead man walking.  She was the last person he saw as they killed him. She knew his crime and yet completely  had unconditional love for him.
When I look at me, I see my shortfalls rather than my perfect the way I am at this time and place. We are always perfect.  Our Self is always lovable. I will be up on the mountain for five days in silence...no words, no sound, no camera, no pencil. The first thing i will say...who are you?  I love you.
Knock knock Self rapping
Are you open for viewing