You Are Always Serving Something
We all serve something. There’s no way around it. Every breath, every choice, every movement of mind and body bends in allegiance to something beyond itself. The only real question is whether that service is conscious or unconscious—whether we bow in devotion to what enlivens us or slip into servitude to what drains us.
The Illusion of Absolute Autonomy
The myth of absolute autonomy—the idea that we are free agents, unbound by influence—is just that: a myth. Our lives are shaped by unseen forces, stories whispered to us before we could speak, energies moving through us before we could name them. Some of these forces liberate, some contract, but none are neutral.
You Serve What You Love
We serve what we love, whether we realize it or not. Love is gravitational; it pulls us toward that which holds our deepest attention. If we love truth, we serve truth. If we love comfort, we serve what keeps us at ease. If we love power, we serve the machinery of control. The act of service is not a burden but an inevitability. The key is awareness—choosing to serve that which is worthy of our devotion.
What is Worthy of Your Service?
The question is not if we serve, but how we serve. Do we serve unconsciously, shackled by inertia, old wounds, and borrowed beliefs? Or do we serve with intention, aligning our will with the pulse of the sacred, letting love itself be the master that shapes us?
To determine what is worthy of your service, ask:
Does it expand or contract you?
Does it breathe life into you or siphon it away?
Does it align with your deepest integrity and purpose?
Serving Love is Serving Life
When we serve love, we serve life—not as a doctrine, not as a sentimental ideal, but as the very structure of reality. Love, in its truest form, is not just a feeling—it is a force, an organizing principle, the gravitational center around which all things move.
To serve love is to step into the current of life’s own unfolding, to be moved by the intelligence that breathes galaxies into existence and beats in our own hearts. It is to become the hands and voice of love itself, to let our lives be instruments of its expression.
Final Reflection: What Do You Serve?
The only real question is this: What do you love? And does your life serve it well?
