Mind, in its search for security, invests in every kind of tradition - political, religious, social. All tradition is based on the past. Love is Presence. Hence, Love can never be contained by tradition.
Love is the action of totality. It is spontaneity that flowers presently. Mind, when invested in security, is endlessly fragmented - it is not capable of surrender to the moment.
To cultivate the mind is to miss love. And to miss love is the root of all miseries. The heart cannot be cultivated. It is Forever free. It is Love, Already.
Satsang is an invitation to heart-centered communion. It is not a cultivation of virtue, it is the enjoyment of Presence, it is an immersion in Life.