May 22, 2007
We spent the day together. Like so many days. Laughing, talking, and being. Indivisible, indissoluble. What distinguishes the moment that two becomes one? Or maybe a better question is, “at what point do we find our way back to oneness? Is it the amount of time spent? I think not. The quality? Define quality. I think it is the decision to love; to let love rip. Rip through the scripting that insists separateness and difference. Let it rip till rip becomes flow. There are not so many obstacles to get around now, only ripples of love and reflections of me.