You venture forth, expectant, waiting, yearning and there it is, the wall. Damn thing looks impenetrable. Probably is. Mind whirrs, making it impossible, all things. Shut the front door, shut all the doors save the one, long hallway of longing and knowing that this life is dream, able to sustain itself on pure emotion, the thrill of a kiss, the warmth of his memory and mine, savoring that, enticing beyond all consequence but the jump, high over and arcing beyond impossible to I’m possible, because on the other side is your life, your heart, beyond the fear is everything.
This beauty, much deeper than skin, far brighter than the paint we daub. Lest our animal natures show, we cover, burnish, polish, whiten, eliminate. Scared of the wrinkle, crow’s feet, bulge, droop, signs of wisdom. These bodies sacred. Sacred. Every nook, barnacle, newfound jowl, expression of, joy, feeling, having lived, loved, wept and known the innermost sense of self, other, all. Today, honoring every inch of this physical body, its pain, bliss, courage, stamina, nobility, magnificence. I bow. Thank you for my life. Thank you for this head, neck, shoulders, hips, thighs, knees, ankles, feet, toes. Thank you all creation. Thank you love.
In this darkness there is always light, in the shadow, some filtered moon, the edge of morning returning. This evening, this deep hollow is but the sweet field of yearning before the dawn, before the sun creeps over the mountain, blazing through the creases of our being. For as the blood courses through us, the heart beats, there is always love. Love in your breathing, your hands opening to the fire. Sleep well. Dream long and remember. Let this waking be the new song, the continued reverie of your soul. When the night is over, you will see again, be again, in love again. With me. With you. Your life. Your love. Your heart.
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When you risk everything, forget safe, love with every inch of you and release fear, get far too close and personal, expose vulnerability, be totally, totally impractical and dream, dream, dream with all your heart, expect the impossible. Its possible.
Happy Valentines Love Yourself Day!
Just for today, what if you loved yourself? What if you loved your toes, your hair, your smile, your intuition, belly laugh, indecision, supposed stubbornness, shyness, humility, boldness, charm, lack of it, hero-ness? What if all that you saw around you, a reflection of you, was love? The kind of love that saves worlds and invites people to come along? What if you had that kind of life changing power within you? What if you loved yourself? Right now? For one minute, for two, or three or even more? Could you do it? Will you do it? When? Now?