So, this one day … after an epic camping trip during the Blood Moon, I watched the clumsiest man alive jump off a 20-foot waterfall after he howled at the moon and told mysterious stories around the campfire.
I tell you this. He got a ticket for taking my breath away, stopping my heart in its tracks and making me weak in my knees. Best $200 ever spent by anyone. Ever. Hands down. Small price to pay to gain access to the entire Universe.
In the end, it was his willingness to jump from the edge of vulnerability and dive into the depths of bravery and joy. Something not even I could do at that moment in time.
That is how it is done.
He knows how to teach his students well.
And, God only knows if I am the teacher’s pet.
I love that man.
I can’t help it.
He entangles me and undoes me all at once.
It’s just the way I was built.
The world asks me to let it go.
But I can’t.
Not after all I have been through. Not after all he’s been through.
Not in hell. Not in heaven. Not in my mind. And no where in between.
No way. No how.
Just for today.