Sometimes, if we’re lucky, a hand is laid upon us which has the power, of its very touch, to claim us as its own. And once we are claimed, there is nowhere else to go. There is no man or woman or culinary who has quite such a silver cord wrapped around us, pulling us always in the direction of their love. Someone has put a stake on our emotional ground. We can love another but not belong to another. Once we know to whom we belong, nothing changes what we know. It is suddenly clear that what we can learn with this one, and achieve with this one, makes every other issue pale. The alchemy between you illumines your path, leading you straight into the chamber where who you are comes up for total review and where you’re going together becomes a mystical adventure. There is no blessing like being known by one who you knows you this deeply. There is no mystery more alluring than this love. We are compelled to jump out of one orbit and into another to make a quick run for freedom. We are compelled to use in one fell swoop the moves we have practiced for years. Every cell in out being cries out to us. Sometimes it is a sign of mastery to change major life circumstances after thinking about it for only fifteen minutes, and a sign of weakness to do anything less. And this is because we know what we know, and we are not willing to go backward in our lives anymore and pretend that we do not. We are not willing to hide behind the illusions of the world, the bourgeois convention of a society which honours rules before love. We intend to go forward. We intend to take the leap of faith. We intend to grasp this love to our chest and never, ever, ever let go.
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 21:34:56 +0000
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