Detachment, for me, means detaching from the world and everything in it as the source of good, the supplier of resources, the locus of my objectives, and accommodating everything under God.
I become disinterested in the world and everything in it: I no longer have a dog in the race.
Then, I can enjoy the race, whichever dog wins.
Benevolence is predicated on disinterest.
Personal interest is blinding and precludes benevolence: I cannot wish well what I cannot see.
If you're an instrument, a tool, a delivery system, a pot of resource, a pantry, a larder, a hoard, a seam to be mined, I cannot wish you well. I want to use you.
When some people have said _I love you_ they have meant _you have something I want_.
That's not love. That's acquisition. I'm then the target of a hostile takeover.
I can only properly be loved by someone who does not need me, and vice versa.