The thing that make people shed tears in therapy or on psychedelics is the realization that they weren’t loved or that they didn’t love enough. The unloved child neglected by messed up parents is flooded by waves of self-compassion. The unloved parent neglected by a messed up child is sent waves of love, grief and sorrow. “I love you, I’m sorry, Please forgive me, Thank you.”
It may be a present or past romantic partner, an ex or a spouse, or a friend, or an enemy. “I love you, I’m sorry, Please forgive me, Thank you.”
The only love that truly heals the human heart is the love that forgives, that is, unconditional love. Parental love is unconditional. It is more than storge, affection, philia, friendship, or eros, erotic love. It is agape, unconditional love, love that rains on the just and the unjust. It is an expression of the universal love that binds the universe, in religious language, the love of God.
An earthly father should channel the unconditional love of our heavenly Father. As should an earthly mother of course. (Please don’t get hung up on gender issues – I won’t go into that here). But the love of a good father (and mother) is paradoxically both conditional and unconditional. Otherwise there would be no guidance and no correction. Sometimes tough love is what is called for.
In any case, when our connection to the source of all love, conditional and unconditional, at the apex of the soul, where the human meets the divine, is broken, things fall apart. This is the Fall, when we are banished from the Garden of Delight, when Babylon system rushes in to enlist the lost, loveless souls into its army of producers and consumers of sugar water.
Babylon system is and always has been run and maintained by an army of addicts, hungry ghosts who can never satisfy their craving for love, because they are looking in all the wrong places.
But a broken and contrite heart God will not despise. That’s how the light gets in.