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Chasing Love

As I left the house yesterday morning I saw in the sky a most captivating rainbow:  bright, clear, shining in the mottled grey and blue. Branches of wintery trees cluttered the view beautifully, but roads and houses and power lines also stood in the way.

Suddenly I was compelled to follow it…  Compelled..  Determined.. Gripped with intention.. As one is whenever stopped by a vision of something so beautiful it takes your breath away.

The moment, the vision, it calls to you – it calls to All of you. It breaks through the haziness of living with such clarity.. displaying the Reality of what Life is about so clearly you can only wake up from the daze.

So… I sped off in my little car, darting through the narrow roads in search of a better spot to stand and gaze and drink in the wonder.

I knew what I was looking for: A view unspoiled by stark brick walls or barbed fences, a higher place, a quieter place.

As I drove I kept looking up at the sky, as the foreground was constantly shifting,  I kept getting a new angle and perspective on the brilliance that drew me. And each time the colours shone through I would gasp or sigh.. and make all kinds of delighted little noises to accompany the radiance on my face.

The rainbow was at a constant point in the sky, while I twisted and turned in my path to get to it… Some times I would drive straight towards it – colours shining through the top of my windscreen, sometimes it would peek through my side window, and some times I had  to turn my back to it… simply because this was how the roads ran…

Now and again I took a wrong turn because I was thinking more about the rainbow than the road map! But nothing changed the vision in my mind of what I was looking for and where I was headed until I found that spot… where I could finally stop and be still.

And it was glorious.

This is My Love calling me, drawing me with delight,  bathing me in the essence of Life, reminding me not to forget.. this Promise.

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Love Found Me

Love found me,

In a dream my Love found me…

but there was no room in that dream

for us to be together, to sit even awhile,

or know each other, so I left the dream

and called for Love to follow –

Then suddenly I woke up,

and I thought

my Love was gone.

I wept for my Love

for the Love in my dream…

and I tried to go back to sleep

closing my eyes as the tears fell…

When he found me I saw in his eyes

that he KNEW he had found me.

As I laughed with my friends he watched me,

I flittered about the room full of people and noise,

and he followed me, until he was close enough to reach me

to reach out, pull me to himself, and whisper in my ear…

and as he did, in that moment I knew:

I had been waiting for my Love, and this was He,

and running from my Love, and this was He.

All I knew about myself changed in that embrace.

But now the noise was too loud and the people too many,

and I could not hear any words my Love spoke to me in that place,

I longed to share all the secrets of myself so he would know me…

So I ran off, and called him to follow, and our fingers touched

on and off as we weaved through the crowd…

My friends called to me to stop and chat and sit with them,

they reached out to grab me to keep me there –

but I laughed and smiled and waved, and blew them kisses as I ran…

I knew my friends from before, I did not know my Love.

I must know him now or I would never know myself –

I called to him to follow, I knew he would, and he did.

We found a place where there were no people

but it was strewn with litter everywhere and broken glass –

there was no place to sit, so I started to clear a space for us…

But as I did that my hands became covered in dirt and my legs were scratched.

I tried to clean the dirt from my legs and hands so I could be with my Love and touch his face

as I washed myself he watched me fretting in my anxious need to be with him…

I could hear the people coming, we had no time left – I was panicking…

they broke through the door – their hearts were happy to find me

but my heart broke. As they surrounded me

I looked to see his face…

Would I ever know my Love?

Then I woke.

I woke and wept for my Love,

There had only been that one embrace,

and the touch of our fingers through the crowd.

In my dream there was no place for us…

As I left my dream I called for Love to follow,

and it was Love that woke me up.

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