‘This show is a roller coaster of emotions – there’s comedy, anticipation, tears of joy… and no-one can take an audience on a better ride than that.’ ~Andrea Wong
Sometimes I cry when I’m overwhelmingly happy.
This can be disconcerting to observers, especially when they are more than observers and are actual participants in my happiness. This might be most disconcerting to unsuspecting lovers.
Sex can sometimes make me very happy. Happy to the point of overflowing tears.
There is a moment – you know the one, when I no longer need air, when I am wrapped in the splendor of split light, when whatever I once was has dissolved into the stardust of the universe – when all that remains is a suffusion of joy and love…
And tears.
I have known this state of moist emotion at the vast love that I have for another, at the expansion that happens when all the seeds of creation are waiting to germinate and bloom in the warmth of the love radiating from within me.
I have known this state of damp sensation at the immense love that another has offered me, at the sanctuary that exists when they have draped my body, mind and soul with the verdant branches of loving me so well.
I have known this flowing phenomenon at the great sadness that follows the pressing recognition that both stimuli are not present, together.
Why does it seem as if the balance of loving and being loved is just too delicate to achieve?
Why would I experience such ardorous depths for one who will never comprehend them? Who will never value them or me or us in the same way?
Why would the profound tenderness and delight I have for another not match the passion proffered? The adoration so worthy of being returned?
I don’t really have the words for how much your blog moves me. Thank you for sharing so eloquently.
Laurie-
Thank you so much for the very kind appreciation. Your own blog and story have given me much strength and inspiration! Happy day to you!
I nominated you for the Kreative Blogger Award! Here’s the link.
Wow! It is a little bit humbling to know others would occasionally take the time to read my random musings… It is an unbelievable honor to have them recognized in such a way… Thank you.
Beautiful.
Thank you… and to you to!
Oh, how well I know this! x
Oh, Love. I think its understanding is one of my primary purposes in this life… Hoping I live long enough to even have a clue!
Your writing is amazing…moving. Brings me to tears. Draws me into your world.
Much appreciation for your kind words! Welcome! I am fortunate to be able to share it with you.
In my experience, sex, tears and stardust are all important components of love, but Love is so much greater than the sum of *all* its parts that I can’t begin to imagine it dependent on any one of them either. And as far as I can tell, that’s a great thing!
It is amazing and stunning and shattering!! The beginning and end of all personal growth!