Thursday, December 22, 2005

love

It's been a long time internet. So much to say, so much to express.

I'm sitting in a plane high over the mountains in Utah/Colorado ... looking like we're on the approach to the Rockies. The mountains are dusted with snow that fades into fine powder over the valley floors. It looks like someone opened a big bag of flour and spilled it all over everything. I especially love how the light is hitting all the ravines reaching into the valley floor. I can't help but wonder what all the people do in the small towns below, nestled up against a mountain range or out in the desert plains. Everything looks so far apart compared to the endless masses of houses and people near larger cities.

I've been thinking how I have been wanting to find a mountain to climb and yell about the love I feel right now, and it occurs to me that being in this plane, flying high above all the mountains is a much better height to share my thoughts from ...

So world ... I'm in love. Truly, madly, deeply. Her name is Ami (that's pronounced: Ah-me .... NOT Amy!!) and I love her like no other. I find it particularly difficult to put words around these feelings as they seem to contain and restrict the true emotion. But ... I'll try. :)

When I am with her, I can't stop looking into her eyes. It's a place of peace, of wonder, of joy. She welcomes every piece of me and accepts it all. She is so amazingly beautiful and intelligent and keen and open and adorable and intuitive and sexy. Her laughter lightens my being, relaxes me, causes me to expand. Her life is so naturally aimed toward possibility and she inspires just about everyone she touches. She is one of those people that people are magnetically drawn to. Just today at the bank, when I was done with my transactions, I found her sitting up front in such a friendly and joyful conversation with the security guard. I love that about her. I love that she went out and found me a silly video game for my travels called Steer Madness where you are this cow who is on some kind of mission to get out of being made a hamburger, who shacks up with a Vegan woman and avoids getting hit by the Tofu truck. I love how patient she is with me. How well she takes care of others, how much she loves. Her heart is infinite. I love her dedication to making this world a better place. I love her passion for sharing her love with the world.

(Oh my god, the world below is so beautiful right now. Desert valleys erupting in cliffs striped with altering bands of light and dark layers with winding ravines and rivers meandering through the masses of rock and earth).

I get so lost in her eyes. The world just kind of fades away. It's such a new feeling for me. I was talking with Sarah last week about it and we talked about how each time you fall in love, it's a different experience. I feel so much more whole in this. Able to bring more of myself and be so much more accepting of myself and her. All of this identity work in my leadership training program has allowed me to see more of how I can love her wholeness and not certain aspects of her and how I can love her from my entire being as opposed to some piece of me that is looking to have some need met. This love feels so much bigger that all that and I find, because of that, I feel no urgency or that this needs to look any particular way. And though I am attached to having her around, there doesn't seem to be any feeling of that being an unhealthy clinging ... merely a desire to be with her when I can and how I can. There's a lot of freedom in that and that freedom expands my love.

And it is "us" that makes that possible ... and whatever it is about the combination of Ami and Jason that makes it possible is so precious.

And so I say it from 30,000 feet above the earth so my joy and expansiveness and love can reach as far as possible.

This one is for you Ami ... I love you and I am so excited to have you in my life ... to explore with, to laugh with, to trust, to love, to surrender to.

Thank you for all you have given me just by being you.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

To that strange sensation of love being an arrival or a beginning, this flight of fancy:

Pablo Neruda, Your Hands


When your hands go out,
love, toward mine,
what do they bring me flying?
Why did they stop
at my mouth, suddenly,
why do I recognize them
as if then, before,
I had touched them,
as if before they existed
they had passed over
my forehead, my waist?

Their softness came
flying over time,
over the sea, over the smoke,
over the spring,
and when you placed
your hands on my chest,
I recognized those golden
dove wings,
I recognized that clay
and that color of wheat.

All the years of my life
I walked around looking for them.
I went up the stairs,
I crossed the roads,
trains carried me,
waters brought me,
and in the skin of the grapes
I thought I touched you.
The wood suddenly
brought me your touch,
the almond announced to me
your secret softness,
until your hands
closed on my chest
and there like two wings
they ended their journey.


(Follow that with a rowdy jumping up and down version of The Beatles "I wannna hold yer ha-an-ands, I wanna hold yer hand." )

juli claire said...

what i experience being around the two of you--what i have felt as a witness to your unfolding, flowing love, is this:beauty in the fullest sense -- the worless, heart is a time-lapsed flower blooming kind.