…and it was all over. I was mush. I was a puddle on the floor. I was the ocean, the air, the sun, everything and nothing. I was he. He was me.
It never ceases to amaze me how “open” I am and how other people can simply floor me with the simplest of gestures. Sometimes, I’m waylaid by a soft look in one’s eyes, or I’m hypnotized by the barely perceptible smile at the edges of someone’s mouth, the curl of hair across a long neck; other times it’s a well-crafted sentence uttered softly in the room, the timbre in a voice that I love or the brush of one’s skin against my skin; all of these things (so easily and randomly) thrill me out of myself.
Recently, a friend grabbed my hand and I practically fainted from his touch. It was so amazing. I spent the next several minutes catching my breath and trying really hard to pay attention to what was being said. I know there was talking, but I have no idea what was said. I was GONE!
With that one simple touch, a touch that most would think nothing of, the rock of my heart was blasted open and the shock of sudden, penetrating sunlight illuminated every square inch of me. I was breathless, spinning. That touch radiated through the palm of my hand, a silky electricity, raced up my arm, sped through my chest and gently snapped my heart chakra wide open, where that silk-strand then softly landed and fluttered there, heaving against me with the sweetest, most mesmerizing pulse.
Here’s the crazy thing. I can still feel that energy from him. I can conjure up that moment over and over and still feel it radiating through my body like it just happened. But, it’s deeper than this. It’s both of us together that makes it so intense. It’s the coalescing of energies that builds the monument to the moment. It’s the exchange that I’m after, the heart below the heart, the words below the words, the subatomic particles below the atoms.
And, I’m so deeply appreciative, so adoring of this open channel, so in awe of him, his energy, his heart, and this connection between us. Because, even if he would not characterize the exchange in quite the same way as me, it did happen; I know that he feels it. I know that it’s happening all of the time. It’s happening to all of us on earth. And, it means something. Something big.
Namaste, my friends. Feel this with your lovely body, with your soul, pull these words into you and hold them against you. Take this in and go forth looking for opportunities to open your channel. There is nothing to fear here, my darlings. There is only love. Use it.