Welcome and thank you for sharing a few moments with me.
Take your time to get comfortable,
Relax,
Come to a seat or lie down,
Allowing whatever is supporting you to hold you,
To embrace you,
To cocoon you.
Take a deep inhale and let that go.
And this reading is just about that.
It's about being.
Sometimes love,
We need not ask for knowing the hows and the whys.
Sometimes we just need to be,
To do very little,
To push and relax into ourselves.
And with so much change in the physical world for you,
It is hard to settle or expect so much from other realms and how they can support you.
We practice,
We learn,
We grow.
So when a realm is weak or challenged,
The others can step up and support.
Allow some time to pass.
Take moments to relax,
Not push the expectation so hard,
And to simply drop into the witness.
Sometimes love,
The result of pain as a catalyst,
As a practice is noting,
It's a void,
And we focus on the now,
The journey of the process,
What unfolds,
What happens within the during.
And sometimes love,
We need a jump start,
A kick in the ass per se.
Sometimes we need to compassionately beat the crap out of ourselves to shake the cobwebs,
And then settle back into compassion and passivity to rebirth the sattvic state.
And sometimes love,
We need an overhaul.
We need a beautiful tsunami to wave in and sweep us up.
We need a teacher,
Lover,
Friend,
Partner to come in and lift us.
Sometimes we need some nurturing,
A lot of it.
Some spoiling,
A lot of it.
Some serious deep physical love,
A lot of it.
Sometimes with another who loves you,
So that you can see yourself more clearly and let go of what was.
Sometimes love,
We need a deeper layering of acceptance,
The timing of us we cannot control,
Much of this reset we could not,
As if I was channeled here and set in front of you to create a space for you on my lap,
To create a space in my heart for you,
To love you so deeply.
It pushes the residue of old out of you.
Sometimes love,
We influence the outer world,
The prakriti,
To soften the inner world.
Much like asana provides the conduit to deeper meditation,
The physicality of our world can support the inner.
Sometimes love,
We need to see,
To see what this outer world can look like,
How beautiful it can be seen,
To see what kind of life you can create with a reset partner.
What can this be,
As all things are possible,
And the reset man is here for the deeper layers to open,
So love can filter in like lava,
Burning the old away and lathering a layer of love so deep it has no choice but to raise your kundalini.
Sometimes love,
We need help to see.
So a fabulous renaissance man,
I paint pictures for you,
I write words to tell you stories,
I unfold a vulnerable heart for you to choose what to do with,
Both are in your hands.
I lay out some dreams,
What I see,
Some plans,
What could be done,
What we can create from nothing.
I try not to move too fast,
Say too much,
And balance the wave that overwhelms so much,
The notion,
The thought of living life daily together,
Coming back and living in the only home I now know,
Residing inside of your heart and what that would look like.
I watch you get dressed and how you move about,
I love this part of the day,
As you fiddle about preparing what lays before you,
Taking your time in the morning,
Never opening your eyes.
You're so beautiful to watch,
It's intoxicating.
I long to help you,
But I need to learn how,
And for you to allow,
Still you resist,
And still you lay with me,
Yes,
On your bedside,
Where else,
As you keep me there without ever asking.
We take a breath together,
We steer deeply into our tired,
Drunk eyes,
Finally you open your smile to me,
We hold,
And we touch,
And we kiss.
The kiss never wants to let go,
Like a slow sun setting that hangs onto and grabs the earth for its very survival,
Then poof,
We start over.
We sit still,
We talk,
As much as time allows in our day,
All day and every day,
Until we hide from one another like ostriches butting her head into the sand,
And we share these moments too,
The ones that I love so much,
Hearing the tenderness in your voice,
As much as the tenderness in your touch I felt just moments ago.
Sometimes love,
We realize that we have it all in front of us,
All of it,
Know that you can have it all,
We can design and create anything we want,
Now we choose what we can influence and the rest unfolds before our eyes,
In this space,
A deep peace overtakes us as we spread our wings together,
And you come more out of your tired cocoon into the beautiful butterfly that you are.
We have the depth,
An intellectual conversation,
The connection that comes with this,
The intimate bond that has started,
That I love of you so much.
Thank you.
Thank you.
