Maybe not... I believe that my love relationship with Love makes me very special, and so do most people I meet. May I not be happy with my lot? Is my Happiness in my beautiful Friend so fragile? Everything on Earth is illusory, and the only lasting truth is that there is only ONE. Shall such understanding be its own undoing? I find my Friend in your eyes; in helping you I help Her - I do her work. Spiritual life is not really founded on brain-twisting mysteries at all. It unfolds bit by bit OK? Hre is encouraging news: Happiness is the reward of those who do the work of Love, and those who partake of the Happiness of Love also partake of Love's Beauty.