I want to see you again.
What should I do about this? What is this power you have to stir up this little vortex of longing within me? I am usually fairly content being alone, all one. But today, there’s this extra pull, a void of sorts, saying, “Where is she? Where is she?” This voice is always here, but yesterday, it was ignorable, and I could go about my business, business as usual. But today, this desire has sprung up, a fresh a seedling, sprouting its arms above the earth, out of the dirt along the path I walk daily. Such a beauty, reaching for the sun with its outstretched green hands, and rooting its grey way into the soil. This desire for life comes suddenly and redefines my experience of this present moment. This desire for existence, for being. This is my raison d’être, my reason for being, free. This IS my being, this fire, this eternal flame.
I perceive this flame is strong in you, fueled by a constant pull of opposites, light of the south, dark of the north, and harmonized by the divine unity present in all of Reality. This is the “chaos maker” that you try to control, to balance. Not too much, but please not too little. It feels so good to let it spin, to unleash it upon the earth, upon the hearts of men, upon the eyes of all beings, even the stones beneath your feet, and the moon above your head. This cosmic dipole embedded within your being, is your being, and must be felt to be believed, and then comes a knowing, deeper than any programmed belief can ever hope to achieve. Feeling this being brings a knowledge of the deepest dark where only the slightest bit of light can reach, and only enough to know, “yes, this is it; this is the reason for being. This IS being.”
When we gazed into each other’s eyes, what did you see? After a little eternity, you suddenly looked into the fire, to your left. Was that in response to a perception of me, a memory, or both, or some other reason to flee? A penny for your thoughts. What is the me of which you see? Did you see through the clouds into the eternity? Did you find that place where the who, the what, the why, the how, and the when all harmonize into one grand symphony? … and continuously sing, “aaahhh, yes! I am me! I am free! I am whom I wish to be! I am here now! I am! I am! I am! Aaaaahhhhh, yaaaaaaaaa!”
I hope so.
So anyway, this is all my way of saying thank you for stirring me up! If I had your number I would call you and say, “please please me and come out and play with me today. It’s a beautiful day to play!”