The moment I left behind the societal expectation to "find a partner to be happy" and spent the time, energy and effort falling in love with myself, my successes, career, family and friendships and travelling the world solo was the best 3 years of my life. After being presented with the same lessons from love for over a decade, I realised the greatest love story was actually learning to love myself. I fell in love with myself on a dirt track in a remote village in Laos and here is the exact moment;
Sometimes I think of you,
And walking down that dusty path
To your inviting arms and wide open hearts
To your inquisitive eyes and your infectious smiles
To your joy, oneness and spirit that resonated in the dusk air
To your openness and warmth that permeated through all the barriers
To the thankfulness I felt, as I looked around at you all and met your gaze
Where my heart felt more whole than ever before, when the ache I had felt and the pang of yearning I had been experiencing finally disappeared.
It was there when my feet were dirty and the dust was rising that I felt it, the cosmic energy that is unification and connection that transcends all societal expectations and cultures , all that is human nature and belonging.
Stripped bare and raw
It was there that I felt the most comfort and adoration.
I long for you, that, there,
In that moment.
When the world around me is moving at a million miles an hour every single day and I live through the mania, and I long for solace and grounding.
It is there my heart takes me
It is to you my heart flies.