Category: Connection

  • 354

    is a really,great number. That’s howmany days, Ihave looked atyourbeautiful face,and thought: this guy. This guyhas been the sourceof so manyunexpected things… Genuine kindness,crazy humour,snoring noisesat 4.02am.Yet herewe are, and asI look at youwhen you sleep,I cannotimagine beinganywhere elsethan near you. Yes, you whenyou’re grumpy.Yes, you whenyou’re distractedand not listening.Yes, you whenyou’re impatientand I’m flappingaround.…

  • Isn’t it

    interesting.How life isjust a tinybit sadder,when you’renot around? Walks meandre, notquite hittingthe joy spot. Conversationshappen, mostlyin my head,with no wisewords, kindness, orgentle persuasionto be had. And thenone day. Thereyou are again. Readyto connect,to give, to laugh,to contemplate, andsimply to betogether. The luxury of time,spent with greatpeople, is indeed aluxury I wish forevery life. So thankyoudear…

  • Dear Friend

    Some doors open,and other doors close.Perhaps,not quite in thetit-for-tat way thatsuper optimists imply.Yet,here you are: on the cuspof an amazingadventure. I wish you well. Andas the thread thatbinds our livestogether stretchesover13,000 kilometers,I know thatyou will flourish,grow, andexpand into anotherpart of your trueself.The dust ofcomfortable, everydaylivingfalling away to newthings, strangeplace, and unusualdialects. Then oneday, you’ll return,like…

  • My Precious

    this real lifewe’re buildingcan be tough. Toughin its rawness, in thediscomforts ofeveryday adulting. Andalso in this new, mutualdependanceon the other, whichis only348 days young. Yet inthis moment, I couldnot nameany other thatI would rather behandholding on ourjourney. You continueto astound me.And be super bossy!And funny, and kind,and a dog spoilerof epic proportion. Theseare afew of…

  • For Chris

    I trustthat the wavesof yournew life arebeing kind.And thatyour curiosityis finding asoft landing withkindred spiritsin thisnew chapter. Our environmentsdo reinvent us,perhaps subtlyat first, yet overtime theyhelpunlock a newsense of whowe are, andcan grow into. This is my wishfor you: the additionof colour to yourfull-cream living. Newadventuresand pathways. Theunlocking, anddusting offof marvelousbitsof yourself, thatmay have slippedbehindthe…

  • I write

    because I can. The ultimateluxury and perhaps evenself-indulgence.I write because I hope that my words canmake a positive difference tothe world. To change its gaze.To lift its expectations. To bringconnection, interest in others,selflessness. To share a sense of wonder,of awe, of infinitepossibility,which isalive in every humanand in near-every relationship. I writebecauseit brings colour tomy life.…

  • There is

    nothing equalabout love.There, I said it.It ebbs and flows,like a low, constant,hummingvoltagebetween two beings.The wavesdramatic, from oneend,some days,and short and cozyon others. We don’t lovealike, just likewe don’t experiencecoffee or chocolatealike. And thatsimply adds toits near perfection. For to lovefreely, and tobe loved generouslyin return, isperhaps oneof the most trulymagnificent thingsthataren’t things, onecan experience. So…

  • Life

    feels complexsometimes. Deadlines,harshness,not-good-enoughness. Yet hearing,the good news,of wonderful thingshappeningto great people,instantly remindsus of the joy ofliving. Yay for thesegreat daysof new beginnings,opportunities andshared wonder. Yay too for the manygreat people,seeing themgrow andprosper into theirfull, glorious selves! Good newsshared, doubles!This I know,for sure. ~Lu

  • The light

    dancesin through the meshtent windows. Birdsong, all around.Trees. Frogsin the distance. I hear no other humans.It’s justus here,in this green cocoon.Away from the world. Or rather, in theworld. The realworld that matters.Where you have mudon your feet and sitidly sipping yourcoffee. Where yourhammock swaysgently in the breeze,and you read youreven terriblebook. Foldedin your hands. Nothing…

  • I look

    atyouin wonder.Mane ofglossy darkhair. Wild, freeand yet,alsopolishedand well puttogether. A ready smile.Yet it’s deep,and knowing, andit has beento places andseen thingsthat most humansnever will. There’s compassionin there too,wrapped in yourgregarious nature.And yet,there’s alsoa titanium-cladspine, ruthlessdetermination. Writing thisnow, I realisethat I may havejust metmy very first,real-life Paladin. A championof justice, virtueand righteousness. And thatenergy, isnot to…