LoVe

We talk about Love.

Not just the light fluffy feel good stuff

we talk about love in all the forms it is

the golden love that has been metaled into our hearts, onto our armor of being

I talk about my "whims" of notions and how those have propelled me into the eyes and arms and hearts of those who I cherish still the most

we talk about timing, and how essential it can be in the bigger picture of things, how the right timing is so essential

We talk about bravery and courage-- how it takes much of this to step into a situation that is unknowing and intimidating; an adventure up ahead that is nothing less than an unexplored mountain of possibility

Love lasts and true love endureth forever

We are not limited to one love, but rather as much as our heart can handle

We have depths which within love can fill and grow and flourish
We also have the smallest pockets, creases, folds where just a little speck of that pure gold can live, never nourished but existing in a pocket of space and time and memory but never diminishing in it's value and power, but never nourished to grow

How odd a relationship, a marriage have I
where over morning tea I can relate the ticklings on my mind, in my heart, of love for others
no longer nourished, but a love that will always exist

I can sense things. I pickup things in dreams, in the ethers that be, in the moments of clarity I achieve.

I can feel you, our spirits have mingled closely, I know what you're feeling

I feel crazy sometimes feeling so much in isolation of being
I keep busy with my world
With the closest lovies near and dear to my heart
my children are growing

The love of a marriage requires CONSTANT nourishment. It is far more exhausting to maintain this large statue installed in my homespace than it is to polish a shining small speck

My musings never take me to the What-If because there is no what-if, there is only what is and nothing else was and therefore this is what is and what will be
There was a lack of bravery and courage and adventure that I ran into before
Never a lack of wanting
Never a lack of Love
But a lack of the other components that would morph the wanting into a reality

This whim was followed, chemistry was found, he was just right for the position as he didn't realize any better (funny how such traits can be both a pro and a con) and this is the love infused and morphed into a marriage

He was not the only whim
He was not the only chemistry
He is not the only love welded firmly into my heart

But he is the one I nourish most, I have to, the state of constant being requires it, marriage requires it

Am I in the wrong to let him know as so?
I don't think so
Better for him to know the value of the love I have sought out and received before
my "whims" of the moment did not only lead me to him
he is a result of when I have learned to listen to my intuition

So I listen now and I hear pricklings in the wind
I know something is unsettled
I know something is happening, has happened, will happen

Like a recipient of a transplant can claim to have connect with the original donor; I too have a heart connect I am sensitive to that is connected still to those I hold most cherished and loved

I love you
I feel you
I will always love you
More than you Think
but nevermore than you Know to be true
I know you feel me in your heart too

I am grateful and thankful for every ounce of love I have ever received
I am blessed with this ability, opportunity, company
Thank you Universe for Everything