What you plant, what you water, what you nurture, it’s always love.

We are all farmers. What we sow is love. The seed may change shape, but what grows from it is always the same: love.

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Appearances deceive us. Sometimes it’s a lover, a friend, a mother, a father, or a sibling. Sometimes a house, a car, a career, even an object, becomes the form of what we think we’re searching for.

While what we see keeps changing its disguise, we sometimes forget what it is we truly seek. We mistake the thing we’ve found for the thing we were looking for. Yet what we seek is not the visible, it’s the invisible. It’s the essence hidden within what can be seen.

That essence is what gives existence to everything our eyes behold; it changes and transforms everything. Love is not the form itself; it’s what reflects from the essence of the form.

Because we mistake the form for love, we struggle to accept things as they are. We try to change what appears before us. In trying to make it more acceptable, we unintentionally harm both ourselves and what we love.

But love accepts what is. Love allows. Love nourishes. Love grows. Love transforms. Love accompanies. Love understands. Love gives space. Love offers. Love shows respect. Love pays attention. Love gives value.

Love is something we can feel even without seeing or touching it. It may be the only thing that transcends time and space. Its mystery lies not in its appearance but in its being.

There is a scene in Interstellar. After an unexpected event shakes the crew in space, they have enough fuel left to land on only one planet. Brand argues that the data from the planet where the astronaut she loves has gone looks promising. Cooper claims that Brand might be mistaken because of her feelings. Then, between Brand and Cooper, a magnificent dialogue unfolds:

Brand: So listen to me when I say that love isn’t something that we invented. It’s… observable, powerful. It has to mean something.

Cooper: Love has meaning, yes. Social utility, social bonding, child rearing…

Brand: We love people who have died. Where’s the social utility in that?

Cooper: None.

Brand: Maybe it means something more – something we can’t yet understand. Maybe it’s some evidence, some artefact of a higher dimension that we can’t consciously perceive. I’m drawn across the universe to someone I haven’t seen in a decade, who I know is probably dead. Love is the one thing we’re capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space. Maybe we should trust that, even if we can’t understand it. All right Cooper. Yes. The tiniest possibility of seeing Wolf again excites me. That doesn’t mean I’m wrong.

Cooper: Honestly, Amelia… it might.

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In the end, they don’t go to Wolf’s planet, and it turns out Cooper was wrong.

The unique compass within us guides us toward what we seek, even when we cannot see it. For love truly is the only thing we can perceive that transcends time and space. Perhaps even if we can’t understand it, we should trust it.