Walking Alone, Together

The future is so unknown, and we are so fluid, and tired of pretending that we know.
Our thoughts and feelings are ever-changing, uncontrollable, like a wild ocean of love.
Our desires are growing and falling; our dreams are born and die in every moment.
Let’s not commit to a form of love.
The forms are always shifting, like the tides.

We do not need security here.
We are not seeking comfort, but Truth.

Let’s make a deeper commitment; one that cannot be broken or lost.
To presence. To meet in the here-and-now.
To bringing all of ourselves.
To knowing, and letting ourselves be known.
To telling the truth, today; knowing that our truth may change tomorrow.
To bowing before each other, even if our hearts are broken and tender.
No promises, no guarantees.
Loving takes courage! Yes!
Love is a field, not a form.

Love is a field, not a form.
Let us commit to the field, remember the field in every moment of our precious days on this Earth.
In ten years time, we may still be together or we never see each other again. This may be our last day.
If we are honest, we really do not know; not knowing is for sure.
We may be friends, or lovers, or strangers, or family, or we may remain undefined, beyond narrative, our love unable to be captured in words.

Here at the edge of the known, on the line that once divided sanity from madness, and doubt from certainty, we play, we dance, we eat sweet stuff, we touch each other, we cry, we laugh, we meet.
We sacrifice comfort and predictability.

But what we gain is amazing: 
This huge sense of being alive …

A little raw, perhaps. A little shaky. 
Maybe a little disoriented, but perhaps this is the price of being totally free.
Maybe an old part of us still seeks mommy or daddy,
that „Magic Person“ who will never leave, always be there, take away the loneliness repressed in our guts.
Loving that frightened part too; bowing to that part too, but no longer being controlled by it.

We are living for Truth in our open heart. 
Only Truth will satisfy. 
A living Truth, the wild Truth of the open heart.

And they will ask:
What about your future?
What happens if you have children?
How the hell do you define yourselves?
Why are you afraid of commitment?
Why do you run from security? Comfort? Future?
They will say I am crazy, or I don’t understand love, or I am lost, or unloving and selfish, and I will smile, and understand their fear…

At some point, only Truth will satisfy. 
A living Truth, renewing itself in every moment, the wild Truth of the open heart.

Love and Truth are One, because this commitment is deeply rooted in our breath, you and me, we can finally face each other and explode into the most melancholy sunsets, held in the most profound joy.

I like walking alone, together. 
Because love is a field, not a form.

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