Where is the Love in the Moment?

[IndigoSalvia]

If you find that love in the eternal moment, then equanimity of being reigns as the self is playfully pulled into a found sense of True Self, as into the most loving maelstrom.  I find it purely astonishing, a perfect counterpart to the exhausting maelstrom of the outward-anchored experience of "reality."

My attempts to describe and capture so often fall short; I enjoy the way you describe above: most loving maelstrom and the exhausting maelstrom. 

"Where is the love in this moment?" helps me. It wakes me from the slumber of being on auto-pilot in 3D. I tend to mindlessly get caught up in the exhausting maelstrom. It reorients my compass from the day-to-day hustle and bustle, and my lack of consciousness. It flips my awareness switch to "on" and almost instantly broadens and deepens my perspective. It opens a broad vista of connectedness. 

Good point, Veszna: it resides in us. For me, this question is like a key that opens up a door to a chamber that is within us.