The second installment I referenced last week, A Love Story: The Dance, needs a little more time to gestate. Here’s a guided meditation I wrote a while back. It ventures into that same neighborhood of love’s dance.
The Lover Speaks
Picture yourself in a beautiful wooded area – on a gorgeous day. The sun is shining, a gentle breeze is blowing, and the temperature is just right for a walk in the woods.
Imagine you're on a path that heads toward a clearing. As you draw closer to the clearing, you hear the sound of a voice. You stop and listen. The speaker is not visible to you – and from the sound of the voice, you can't tell if it's a male or a female.
The speaker is talking out loud in soliloquy – as if rehearsing a message to a beloved. The lover speaks:
"Can I open my heart to the mystery of you? Can I soften my being to the energy of you and to the many different ways your energy comes toward me? Can I receive the truth of you in all its versions, in all its contradictions. You seem so new to me – yet so anciently familiar.
"Can I open to your divinity, as well as to your humanity – to your uniqueness, as well as to our oneness?
"Can I allow you to matter, to complicate my already complicated life? Can I trust myself to find balance – to make room for you, but not too much room – to give myself completely to you, without giving up myself – to love you and not lose me?
"Can I approach you, each day, with fresh eyes – letting go of history, labels, preconceived categories and judgments – so that my gaze is filled with wonder and curiosity? Can I see you with the eyes of an innocent waif, who has never before set sight on a human being – and, at the same time, see you with the eyes of the aged sage in me, who has seen it all and loves it all?
"Can I come to you from the fertile void that allows the miracle of you to blossom without expectation or containment?
"Can I notice the details of you with all my senses alive – eyesight, hearing, touch, taste and smell? Can I also attend to you with that sixth sense that immediately recognizes your soul?
"And, if we become lovers, can I stay fully present and engaged? Can I keep my heart and eyes open and clear? Can I surrender completely to the joy of discovering you?"
The lover is now silent. Quietly, without being noticed, you return down the path along the way you came – walking slowly, pondering what you heard.
And as you walk, a question crystallizes:
How do I attend to my beloved?