On Sun, Apr 27, 2014 at 8:11 AM, D ______ wrote:
Oh darlin' I was thinking tonight about how you'd asked me 'where that came from' ~ from whence came the inspiration for 'Seeker Stations Stationary' blog piece I'd written for you ...Gosh too difficult a query there for a seemail!Where does it originate? Where does it and the other you-related art find their origin? Haha! Oh hahahahaha ! - Hell of a question!You're my muse. Simply put, I write or draw, edit, speak or sing and such things, sparked by those sense impressions you lay down. You, just being yourself, are revealing the world as you discern it, even when artful not to. Don't you know Your mind & spirit touch on many things? And even when unawares, you're a sharer of the most purest form.Your approach to expression is generous, open. Even. You make it easy to be with you. Your warm friendly honesty impels me same. Thus you inspire me to be a better person.You must know that I view you in so many different ways. I don't think you understand how beautifully open your imagination is within your everyday thought processes. You're truly a delight to me. For a man of unwavering values you never stand still. Because your face is naturally disposed towards a voracious but a kind curiosity. I like that in you very much!In many ways - that's how I see you. That's why I laughed tonight, non-plussed as to how I was to try to explain a fraction of exactly what your person evokes for me artistically. And how you do that? Oh my baby. You've got to be kidding me! I can't tell you everything.But this particular blog piece inspiration? It's the tale of the tail end of a pleasant night's greening. I'd laid myself down to sleep that night and you would not leave my mind so easily so late at night. Felt you as I often in those wee hours, wrapped close about me as even I draw you in close about me, like a starry veil of sleep.In a nutshell, this time the words on the blog are really but one word spread as a framework of expression towards this Universe that I now harbour, about you:GratitudeAs I get to know you over time I witness the shy unfoldment of your nature towards me. The more I know you the more I am warmed by all the gifts you bring to me, and to others.The piece talks about how Grand Canyon-like you are to me by way of the vastness of the comforts you give me, and by the curiosities you inspire in me. My muse. My muse. You're my muse.All the things I'd missed in my life, despite vast chasms holding nothing, are small and nearly forgotten now when reckoned beside the width and the warmth of your arms. But it's not just your warmth ~ it's your excellent brain and good spirit that bids me sit up and pay attention closer to this man.Seeker Stations Stationary is about how far I had to travel before I found you. It's about the peace and love it is to know you now. But that's not it! That's not all there is, it's not over for the finding of you.It means the Seeker has found in one person an open door to all the universes. An open door to herself too. To feel safe enough to adventure because of kindness. In you there is palpable realization of the connectedness of all. If We Two are connected, then surely we all are. Through those connections travels the bounty of the universe ~ gifts of expansion and contraction (the very pulse of the cosmos and we the veins). Knowing you opens up my world and all worlds past, present and future.Your example of friendly openness to life shows by example for me how to be more kind. How to trust the bounty. I got used to feeling safer by hedging smaller bets based on the confines I'd accepted over the years. I based it on the life I'd had and what I knew, from it.
Now I'm learning that I don't have to pigeon-hole everything ~ because, my muse, you remind me that the world is a much wider space that allows for as much measure of kindnesses as there have been the unkindnesses that educated my caution.
I don't have to wander the earth forever to find that which I thought I lacked outside of me, because through you and our unusual connections I have touched the endless possibilities of our greater connections to the abundance that IS the Divine as we reach out to It, and to Each Other.
Yeah. Like that. Inspiration does not follow a linear line. Neither do you for such a 'straightforward' 'simple' man.
Did I lose you here at all?
Um. I suppose you could say it's about gratitude and about hope. You inspired me by your quiet unconscious loving examples. I stop still for five fucking minutes of my restless life, HERE. Because as I reach out for you my open hands
touch everything that can be touched. The beauty, not just stretched out for horror.
Everything there is isn't 'there' some day, it's all HERE, it's NOW.
And that's why the perplexed and dumbfounded expression when you asked me where that blog piece originated. Holy!
Feeling for the universe. Feelings for my muse.
He is the bounty that so effortlessly reflects mine back to me. With you, I remember who we are despite our fragile casings. With you I wake up from the illusions of limitations.
Now if that doesn't make for one hell of an argument for your being a muse, well then I don't know what the hell does.
Xxxxx ~
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On Apr 28, 2014, at 2:49 AM, X_______
wrote:
Wow, what a response my darling!
This is just extraordinary:
'The Seeker has found in one person an open door to all the universes. An open door to herself too. To feel safe enough to adventure because of kindness. In you there is palpable realization of the connectedness of all. If We Two are connected, then surely we all are. Through those connections travels the bounty of the universe ~ gifts of expansion and contraction (the very pulse of the cosmos and we the veins). Knowing you opens up my world and all worlds past, present and future. '
You can see why I had to ask. Sometimes there are so many esoteric meanings in things. But this one did need a little explaining. You didn't lose me at all in your explanation, however. It is wonderful.
I've said it before, but that I (little old me) can inspire such beauty in you? When it flows out of you it really does. I am extremely humbled and flattered and so glad that I know you and you are mine xxx
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From: D_____
Date: April 28, 2014 at 10:54:08 PM MDT
To: X_____
Date: April 28, 2014 at 10:54:08 PM MDT
To: X_____
Subject: Re: Seeker Stations Stationary
Not much I can add to that really, except to tell you that it did give me the greatest pleasure this Saturday to state the obvious, to inform you that I am 'all yours'
May what I am ever satisfy. May these gifts never go trampled.
If ever they do I will burn them all down, because I can't give them again to another.
These are words that will fit only you.
All the words I've ever written for you ... they come in your shape and in their forms I recognise you.
Xxx
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