Good morning to you. I was just thinking about all of the ‘good mornings’ we shared throughout our twenty-five years together. I loved going to sleep and waking up next to you from Colorado to Florida, New Mexico to Arizona, onward to Montana and many places in between. Such memories. There is a forever song in my heart.
Our growing pains, like with anyone, stretched us. I like to think they carved a deeper reservoir to hold our expanding love. The dynamic was of two becoming one at soul level or maybe I should say we were shedding layers of learned behavior to the real of ourselves together. When it is said two shall become one my understanding is it is beyond physicality.
I think I am also beginning to understand that our consciousness might be the veil between heaven and earth and it may also be necessary beyond the obvious. I think too much information all at once might burn us out. On the other hand, we might deteriorate or become self-destructive without the constant input through soul connection. We create our lives through attitude and choices. In others words we make or break ourselves.
A sense of trust allows us to drop our façade and opens the door for communion. It can happen in the most unexpected ways in the most unsuspecting moments. It often happens when we still ourselves and move for a bit out of chaos. When we flow the wave that is God there is no within or without for everything melds into one.
Remember when I said I saw your soul. There we were standing in the kitchen visiting out at Boylan’s and I looked up into your eyes. You were wide open as all barriers were down. Your soul was of light. It shined a purity and such tenderness. I can almost hear you say, don’t tell anyone this old redneck is tender coupled with a full laugh and a thank you from your heart. I think I fell into a depth of love for you, in that moment, which strengthened our union forever. I am eternally grateful for the miracle of glimpses.
I love you.