To Love Another Person Is To...
Apr. 11th, 2011 07:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cedar_groveFrom The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.
Anything that removes what grows between our hearts and the day is spiritual. It might be the look of a loved one stirring their coffee as morning light surprises their groggy eyes. It might be the realization while watching a robin build its nest that you are only a temporary being in this world. It might be a fall on ice that reminds you of the humility of your limitations.
I lay down to sleep last night, and suddenly, into my mind, burst the sound of the bird that I've been hearing over skype this last weekend. One of the sounds of home. Mir said that he (I'm assuming it's a him) woke her up the other day at five in the morning, and at the time she said that I thought, oh my god, that's early... and worried about being woken that early by the bird myself - but then last night, I realised that I'd welcome that.
And of course I'm counting the days until I can take in the look of my loved one - not stirring her coffee, because she doesn't drink it, but... the sight of her as we open our eyes in the morning. You know, it's only been since the end of February since we last saw each other, but it feel like it's been a lifetime - or a long time at least. Just three more days - and one of those is travelling... can't come soon enough. I'll buy the Reece's Peanut butter cups, and the 'real food' and everything. The spiritual truly is being with the one you love.
And of course I left the 'ice fall' in the quote because of all the firsts we've shared, I think ice skating has to be the funniest. I'd never been before, and I was rubbish... I got the hang of it a little bit by the end, but it didn't stop me from falling on my behind more than once... made me realise I was afraid to fall... I wonder if a toddler feels that way too. Hmmm.
The spiritual life is about becoming more at home in your own skin.
-Parker J. Palmer
Anything that removes what grows between our hearts and the day is spiritual. It might be the look of a loved one stirring their coffee as morning light surprises their groggy eyes. It might be the realization while watching a robin build its nest that you are only a temporary being in this world. It might be a fall on ice that reminds you of the humility of your limitations.
I lay down to sleep last night, and suddenly, into my mind, burst the sound of the bird that I've been hearing over skype this last weekend. One of the sounds of home. Mir said that he (I'm assuming it's a him) woke her up the other day at five in the morning, and at the time she said that I thought, oh my god, that's early... and worried about being woken that early by the bird myself - but then last night, I realised that I'd welcome that.
And of course I'm counting the days until I can take in the look of my loved one - not stirring her coffee, because she doesn't drink it, but... the sight of her as we open our eyes in the morning. You know, it's only been since the end of February since we last saw each other, but it feel like it's been a lifetime - or a long time at least. Just three more days - and one of those is travelling... can't come soon enough. I'll buy the Reece's Peanut butter cups, and the 'real food' and everything. The spiritual truly is being with the one you love.
And of course I left the 'ice fall' in the quote because of all the firsts we've shared, I think ice skating has to be the funniest. I'd never been before, and I was rubbish... I got the hang of it a little bit by the end, but it didn't stop me from falling on my behind more than once... made me realise I was afraid to fall... I wonder if a toddler feels that way too. Hmmm.
