I love meeting another person in the depths of our hearts and minds.
This is a place that feels to me like a geographical location. Even the air in that space feels different, lighter, and more expansive.
It is even beyond Rumi’s out beyond ideas of right and wrong. It is beyond the box, beyond what I thought I thought, beyond what I could imagine the other person thinking.
It is where I feel lifted out of my personality into a place where I can swim in consciousness and be taken to surprising places. In this place, my heart opens.
I feel an ecstatic sense of love that fills me to overflowing. I am no longer just my small human self. I am all that is dancing with all that is, celebrating the wonder of meeting, merging, separating, and meeting once again.
What a delight to dance with another outside of the limitations of physical form. And then to return to the physical with the memory embedded in my cells.
My gratitude abounds for living in two worlds that are really one world, for meeting another being in their uniqueness and merging into the one. How fun to play and not know where the play will take me. Having played in these realms for what seems like lifetimes, I find it sometimes challenging to know which is which.
Am I in what others call reality? Am I in a dream, or is it all a divine dream enfolding me for all eternity?