Gravity keeps everything in its own place. Fire climbs up, while a stone goes down. Elements that are not in their own place are restless until they find it.
This applies also to us. My weight is my love; wherever I go, I am driven by it. By the love of God we catch fire ourselves and, by moving up, find our place and our rest.
Prayer. Come, Lord, into my soul, which you have prepared for your own reception by inspiring in me a longing for your goodness.