The Passion and deep, deep Love
October 20, 2008
Something has been affecting a lot of people recently. A good friend has been grieving the death of her husband and other friends have been caring for parents who are seriously ill. They’ve spoken to me about their loved ones going through their life transition, either choosing to stay or to go. And I’ve listened to the celebration of their experiences, because I know that my keeness to look beyond the obvious will always brings something fresh and new to my relationships with people, and take them beyond where they see themselves.
Something of deep emotion has been moving people: the energy of something arriving rather than leaving. Something deeply passionate.
For one friend it has been a time of reviewing past memories of deep, deep love and feeling the loss of passion in her present. And for my friend grieving her husband, it has been a tearful time of passing through many emotions, to arrive at a place of celebration. This is what I wrote a few days ago (in my own passion) – of what could have been written expressly for her ….
“I know of no finer obligation than to choose a partner to be worthy of, and to spend our days together, creating and enjoying and sharing a life that we will forever cherish. And so -Â I choose you!”
He extended his hand and took hers, drawing her close, that they might gaze into each other’s eyes and see the blossoming of all the universes, mirrored on the surface of their love. And they were satisfied, for their love was truly formed and was enough, beyond gulf of separation.
And it was time, for now he could acknowledge the beauty of what he felt, and the passion moved deep within him that tears overflowed, and he knew not why it was so, but she knew.
Then they were in the passion together. Music was all around them. Music that seemed to touch on all scales of being, resonating and resounding powerfully on levels they had not sought to explore. They were captivated, seemingly held in suspension, in sound, forever. Aware of themselves in it – not wanting time to pass – wanting it to last FOR EVER.
Deeply they were held. It seemed to him that his thoughts were no longer his own but thoughts shared between them as a single thought that contained everything. And it seemed also that they passed through a dream, as a single being, unaware of any choice to be made, conscious only of travelling together, swirled together, hand in hand, bodies locked.
He awoke.
Lay awhile, listening to the sounds of waves crashing onto a beach and the rush of water over sand. His eyes opened and he looked for her but she was not there. A dream he wondered. Perhaps it was a dream.
And he felt the silence engulf him …
until he encountered the love they had made …
then he remembered …
and smiled.
What do we really feel?
Emotion is not a range of feeling that we can select from. Emotion is the expression of raw power, fueling new understanding and forging relationships through powerful energetic movements. To feel emotion is a joyous, unrelenting exploration of ecstasy that sometimes requires us to move beyond where we previously have been willing to go.
Perhaps what many of us have been experiencing these past few days has not been loss or sadness but a joyous liberation in our power to feel. The passing of something new into our feeling of life. Perhaps a greater, deeper love is now more available to us. And the only way that we are going to embrace that possibility, for whatever it can give us, is to leave aside our thinking of what it might be … in order to experience what it wants to become.