My computer just made a loud 'TA DA' nose and ... I don't know why. So who wants my attention at 0853. Hm? Speak!

"Our patience will achieve more than our force."
Edmund Burke

Yes. But in my experience the early bird gets the worm. While sit being patient the things I crave get snapped up by someone else. Proceeding to explore this.

Now ... let's go back a bit ...

That horoscope that stated, "Now, more than ever, you must recognize that there are many types of love. Letting go of your individual needs can open your heart to a more spiritual kind of relationship that can be quite fulfilling for you at this time."

That pissed me off initially. But now ... Oh. Okay! Got it. [very much so!!!]

William Butler Yeats had an ongoing passionate and spiritual relationship with one Maud Gonne, a 'beautiful, brainy feminist Irish revolutionary and object of Yeats's infatuation across five decades.' [nytimes/7/27/08]

She wrote to him ... "I had such a wonderful experience last night that I must know at once if it affected you & how? At quarter of 11 last night I put on this body & thought strongly of you & desired to go to you."
His response ... "Noticed for the first time in weeks physical desire has awakened."

Spiritual unions ... more than a fantasy. Can these be catogorised as having an affair? imagine the divorce lawyers. "You were thinking of someone else!!! Harlot!" Slaps red A on the chest of the ... well

Gonne comes back with ... "Material union is but a pale shadow compared to it."

With that ... I do not agree. Not one iota.

Things are coming at me from a more objective [*chuckle*] frame of mind. Getting the ego out of the way. This opening. This 'crisis' is exhausting, but I'd rather feel this than go back to the numbness and subjective disarray.

Thinking much of Frida Kahlo and Anais Nin. Did you know that Nin refused the publishing of her diaries or the making of any movie of her life be done ONLY after her husband was deceased so as no to upset him with her adventures? She loved her husband, as did Kahlo, but had the freedom openness and independence to explore all that she was.

This is my opening. My allowing. The road is lush and heavy with sweet heady scents. No longer overwhelmed to walk this path, I explore and admire and revel in the beauty. ... and ... I'm not alone here. that's the best part. :o]