I saw the Guest at the door. Fingers texting a message. 'I've arrived!' perhaps.
The glass door framed the figure, so tall, so very tall but with an aura of humility.
I was in my 'other' space. The one where something other than my egoic self takes over and I happily relinquish responsibility to this 'other'. Events unfold so quickly in this role I play every day there is no time to be self conscious.
I dive into the moment like a dolphin through a wave, and open the door. A passing thought calls out to me, it says "They're lovely!", but then it's gone and I cruise joyfully out the other side.
A smile, a real smile. I am always so happy to meet a new someone, a soul I haven't met before.
The Guest steps through the open doorway bowing their head. So tall, so very tall.
'Welcome!' I say, how are you? 'Fine thank you' is the reply and I take them up to their room. I ask them where they have come from today, but I do not recall the reply because I am already enchanted.
I float through my usual pleasantries, but something is different. Something is not as it normally is. I feel at home. Safe. Certain. Something has become perfect.
I leave my Guest to their room and go downstairs.
What is this?
How is it that I feel as I do? So at ease, so calm. I feel right somehow, rested as if a lifetime of searching has brought me to this moment and at last I can be at Peace.
My Guest goes out for dinner and I reassure them their key will work to let them in again when they return. It feels so normal to soothe the concern in this person I only just met.
In the morning I make breakfast and my Guest sits at my table as if they always have. We talk. Of course we do, it's like we always have.
They tell me a fraction of their story and I a fraction of mine, but I already know their story and it feels as if they know mine. It's like I've always known and they have too.
There is only a few minutes and then my Guest must leave.
We share a hug, because it's what we always do, and then a kiss upon the cheek because we always have. And then emotion, tears, because we may not have this connection ever again in this Life.
The Guest is gone and the door closes, and I am stunned and full of gratitude. I feel complete, whole and filled with a Oneness that is never to be lost.. or forgotten.
The glass door framed the figure, so tall, so very tall but with an aura of humility.
I was in my 'other' space. The one where something other than my egoic self takes over and I happily relinquish responsibility to this 'other'. Events unfold so quickly in this role I play every day there is no time to be self conscious.
I dive into the moment like a dolphin through a wave, and open the door. A passing thought calls out to me, it says "They're lovely!", but then it's gone and I cruise joyfully out the other side.
A smile, a real smile. I am always so happy to meet a new someone, a soul I haven't met before.
The Guest steps through the open doorway bowing their head. So tall, so very tall.
'Welcome!' I say, how are you? 'Fine thank you' is the reply and I take them up to their room. I ask them where they have come from today, but I do not recall the reply because I am already enchanted.
I float through my usual pleasantries, but something is different. Something is not as it normally is. I feel at home. Safe. Certain. Something has become perfect.
I leave my Guest to their room and go downstairs.
What is this?
How is it that I feel as I do? So at ease, so calm. I feel right somehow, rested as if a lifetime of searching has brought me to this moment and at last I can be at Peace.
My Guest goes out for dinner and I reassure them their key will work to let them in again when they return. It feels so normal to soothe the concern in this person I only just met.
In the morning I make breakfast and my Guest sits at my table as if they always have. We talk. Of course we do, it's like we always have.
They tell me a fraction of their story and I a fraction of mine, but I already know their story and it feels as if they know mine. It's like I've always known and they have too.
There is only a few minutes and then my Guest must leave.
We share a hug, because it's what we always do, and then a kiss upon the cheek because we always have. And then emotion, tears, because we may not have this connection ever again in this Life.
The Guest is gone and the door closes, and I am stunned and full of gratitude. I feel complete, whole and filled with a Oneness that is never to be lost.. or forgotten.
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