Yogis in the Himalayas with their long eyelashes and beards meditating for years, sitting in samadhi, they have not this love. It is so precious. The mother dies for her child – a supreme sacrifice – yet it is not love. Heroes die for their country, but that is not love.
You can only know love when you have love. You cannot understand it theoretically, you have to experience it.
Majnun loved Leila. This was pure love, not physical, not intellectual, but spiritual love. He saw Leila in everything and everywhere. He never thought of eating, drinking, sleeping without thinking of her. All the time he wanted her happiness. He would have gladly seen her married to another if he knew that would make her happy.
At last, it led him to me. When you love there is no thought of self, but of the Beloved every second continually.
You would not be able to have this love even if you tried. It requires grace. But trying leads to grace.
What is God? Love. Infinite love.
-www.lordmeher.org, p1842
May, 1937; Nasik