Feeling Loved

[cedar_grove]

I sing of Aphrodite, the lover's goddess,
beautiful, gold-crowned, a blossom
riding the seafoam, resting on wind.
She comes ashore, and women
in gold bracelets meet her, bearing
silken garments for her lovely body,
copper rings for her shell ears,
chains of gold for her silver breasts.
They lead her from the seashore.
Do not look upone her! Your eyes
would dazzle from such beauty.
But you do not need to see her.
You already know her. It is she
who moves you in your dance.
She is the music of your life.
Do you need to ask her name?
Call her Love. Call her Joy.
Call her golden Aphrodite.

--Homeric hymn to Aphrodite

The great mother of that winged sprite [cupid] is Aphrodite, the force of love who transforms us all.

It is true that she - and love - have the power to transform, to heal. In all my meditation on love today I kept coming back to one thing - one moment in my day that made me feel wanted, love and cherished.

I had opened my Email at work earlier than usual, and there was a notification of a message sent to me on Facebook by my wonderful guy. I read the message, and my heart melted. It was just what I needed at that time in the morning. To hear such loving words. Cupid be damned this is real love. The kind of love that moves you and changes you - gives you life. My mood was lifted, I felt that even across the distance, Mir was there with me - holding my hand.

She reaches out to me often with acts of love like this. She's very romantic that way. I love her so much... there isn't a think I wouldn't do for her if I could... and some things I would do even if I couldn't. Just, to say that she is the love of many lifetimes would be to understate something that doesn't need and can't be stated with words.

I love her, that's all.