dancing

the awkward dance of life will sweep you off your feet, give you wings to fly through the air. It will also puncture your heart and cause more grief than you seemingly can bare. adding the step of love into that dance only intensifies and expands those feelings and opportunities. i've known no greater thing than to share every ounce of myself with another and known no greater pain than to have that taken away. the last seven months i have danced the love waltz, the passion tango, and the uninhibited un-nameable dance. it was wonderful, my heart settled into a place that it was longing for even more than i knew. the music has since stopped, been put on pause and i'm bewildered. i'm thankful, greatful for those times, and having tasted the mystery of sharing a heart beat i can't wait for that day to come again. until then i mourn for a short while, then engage in the dance of life once again, fully present, fully immersed in life, knowing that once again i will have the opportunity to share in the greatest mystery life has to offer - two hearts beating as one.
magnalia Dei