#juliawrites

I feel your love surrounding me,

washing over me like the tide.

I wake up at two thirty a.m

your chest rises and falls.

I finally understand true peace.

In those moon bathed moments

I can see that you are my home.

I am at home with you.

You are beautiful,

you are art.

You are a masterpiece.

We’re learning the hard way that love overcomes distance. That the chasm in our chests can actually be filled. I sit here with greasy hair and tired eyes. Three A.M phone calls and all night FaceTime dates. I never fathomed that a love could be so intense, vital even. When we met I was young, vulnerable, and hurting. You were lost, alone, and wandering. I thank god you wandered into my arms; even if it took eight years. Theres a spike in my heart. A yearning for home. We were once the loneliest people I can remember meeting. Now look at us. We’re conquering. Together.

I’ve always had a soft spot for you. Whenever you texted I answered. I always loved hearing your voice on the other end of the line. Months would pass without a word and still I would think of the night I stayed over the first time. I remember the blue and white lights flickering across your sleeping face. You were always as comfortable as cotton. Your hands were never foreign upon my waist. Your lips found their place upon my shoulders. Every day, my love, come home to me. Love me. I will wrap warm in my arms and say “hey, come here to me, it’s been too fucking long.”

In truth all relationship could be this, all spaces safe and an opportunity for healing... We got hurt in disconnection and we heal in connection.

If we open ourselves to the understanding that healing and reconnection is always possible, then amazing things happen...

The stories we tell are often similar, the stuff we get trapped in, the tension and the issues, can be the same - which ironically can trap us into thinking this is who we are...!

But the truth of who we are is different and vibrant... Each of us a spark of stardust, as different as every snowflake that falls onto this earth from the sky... So why ever would we try and model ourselves on others? Unless what we see resonates with our own soul, and stretches us to be ourselves in greater and greater expansive expression...

We can always deal with the moment we are in... When we know this, we will stay right in it, and not worry about the next one, nor the ones that have passed us by...

Easy words to write I realise, but living this way changes everything...

The story I told was that I was a traveller within and that I didn't really need actually go anywhere as I journeyed in my dialogues and within my being.... On reflection I have always ventured over lands too - to foreign countries, different languages, cultures, weather and ways.