Longing

“I want to be courted by the truth. Let the stories that are telling our lives spin out in long multi-colored threads. Don’t tell me too much, too soon. Don’t hide anything. Tell the tales of your heart, offer them like perfect pearls coming up from the depths of the sea to be strung together, each gently clicking against the other, luminous and iridescent as they roll out of the moistness. Ten years from now, I want to hear a story of your childhood I have never heard before, and know the delight and ongoing awe of seeing each other for the first time, again and again. Give me each picture slowly, so I can sit with it and find you, and the glimpses of me, and the foreshadows of us there in the details. I want to talk in seamless conversation all night long, and find ourselves able to hold the silence together for days, our intimacy sharpened by shared solitude. — Oriah Mountain Dreamer, The Invitation