My true beginning was standing tall and still, holding my own face, cupping my cheeks and chin--an intimate and personal clutching. This place of Start was a clear statement of "this is Me," and "You are separate."
...I couldn't let go of the thought of your question and wanted to know for myself what were the answers. So, I set the intention to move and explore this. I relived the spaces that Were and wanted to re-enter them: peacefulness, pure tranquility, a clear presence with my breath...I re-experienced the small, quiet, intimate connections that really were more than their measurability as gestures. They were small massages, light caresses, a taking-care-of that culminated in a deep connection--that is such a surprise.
You moved my heart.
I wanted to touch my own heart and really, simultaneously hold the opposite and reflective space on my back. I could not, and so my hands found these places in the air: opposite and equal--in this relationship: how do they move? What are the options? How far apart can they be from each other but still in relationship? Then, when these two entities finally came together and met, they became one while each maintaining its individuality. They ebbed and flowed between a subtle connectivity and the giving and receiving of an intensity, force, fuller intention and therefore, weight. They danced!
I dreamed this before your arrival:
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you looked out for me,
thought of me,
knew my flavors,
vouched for my colors
created the space for
me to run over,
get excited, take a fork,
grab a bite and
indulge...
this morning as it's happening,
I dreamt of someone else,
some other being who made me
feel seen
and appreciated Who and All that
I am,
not anything more or less.
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And so, my answer, it turns out: I dreamed You.
And on your return, you delivered me a gift that was so surprising, I cried tears of appreciation and gratitude; then found peace.
Why?...
Because you hold me.
