Where I Found Myselffeatured

On a bench near a spring I comfortably watch as the world passes me by. The warmth of the blazing sun shining down on me as families meander past filling the world with their excitement and smiles. Nearby, the animals swim idly in groups of two’s and three’s questioning with their grazing eyes to see if I have bits of bread to share. To be in the world of nature, one must come prepared with gluttonous snacks to share with the ducks and the birds. The Universe requesting that you give back all that has been given unto you.

It’s here every Tuesday, around the same time, at the same brown paint chipped bench, where I come to meet my other half. I stare at the clouds above wondering and eagerly waiting for her to arrive so I can tell her about my thoughts, share in our joys, and lighten the world with our laughter. To know her is to know beauty in all its purest forms and with a welcoming of a warm heart. She helps me find the pieces of my soul that I’ve left scattered around, laying and waiting to be found.

The moments we share together, wrapped up in our stories and while trying to understand the human condition, mean more to me than words could ever describe. It’s like being found after being lost for so long, and never experiencing the sweetness of feeling whole. I don’t ever want to leave this place or walk away from these moments intertwined together; I am where I long to be. These feelings of completeness are unavoidable and overwhelming, because I know she’s been there with me through times of sorrow and anguish, but also in those rushing moments of ambivalent euphoria. Her beautifully vibrant spirit is what unhinges those locked doors deep within my heart and mind to remain open while exposing the untold truth. She just listens, ever patiently, understanding without judgement and foolish regard.

When I leave to go home, I take her comforting presence with me, desiring to stay in her energy for a little longer. In the mirror I can see her starring back at me and what the gifts of having her love have helped me see. Those big green gorgeous eyes see the world in all its electrifying color and with kindness in every heartbeat. My thick thighs and curvaceous hips make having a voluptuous frame and figure welcoming for the right gentle hands to hold. Even though outside beauty lasts but a fragment in time, internally I am easily excitable tumbling through life with an open mind to appreciate the space in between. She lights up my world in a way that I am so unfathomably proud of. Her love, a self-love, is all that I could ever want or need.  

I am undeniably hers before I am ever anyone else’s.

With Light & Love ♥