The Beatles got it right in the 1960s.

“All you need is love.”

“Love is all there is.”

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I couldn’t agree with them more, particularly after experiencing the warm glow and gentle caress of a bunch of  lovers who helped me to open my foolish heart to “A Course of Love.”

Ten gracious people met with me today and a gushy-type sensation swept over my entire body. I seem to remember this feeling from an earlier time in my life. It was like falling in love for the first time. I wanted nothing more than to remain in the presence of my loved one forever more. (You remember that loving feeling, don’t you?)

It wasn’t so much a feeling but an “experiencing of love” that lifted me. It provided a real sense of warmth throughout my body. If you had a thermometer, you’d probably discover that my temperature had risen several degrees during the morning hours.

We all read the first chapter of a book by Mari Perron, a Catholic woman who felt called to write the words in. She saw herself as a conduit that kind of disappeared when transcribing the words from another Source. Yes, I capitalized the word “Source,” because a spirit had utilized her to write for the benefit of humanity. She took three years to complete it in the late 1990s, and then combined three separate writings or books into one for the 2014 version which I just purchased on line. (“Used” for less than four dollars, this frugal disabled veteran might add!)

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Enough with the small talk, however. I got so much love from reading with this group that I felt light-headed and even a little dizzy. No, I didn’t swoon or faint, but felt totally “uplifted.” I felt “lifted” up from the ground and world below while also being pulled to a higher place. It was a place that I recognized from those miraculous moments in my life when experiencing the Presence of God.

Yeah, for brief moments, I felt one with all.

I agreed with everything the book presented and longed to hear the input from the men and women sitting around the table. I visualized myself as one of the apostles. There were eleven of us, so it must have been at the time Judas left the upper room to betray that young Jewish rabbi named Jesus.

Love surrounded all of us. It grew more and more so from within. I realized that Love is indeed “all there is” and that it is all one would ever need in this life or any other lifetime.

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I can’t wait until next week to return to St. Paul’s Episcopal Church in the Chestnut Hill section of Philadelphia for another offering of Love.

Care to join me?