Spinning with your love
Hundreds of years ago, Rumi described a dream I had earlier this year. To find that it was written before I dreamt it, and to have only just found it after having dreamt it, doesn’t seem coincidental or mysterious, only comforting and confirming. In the dream, my husband and I were holding each other with our cosmic arms, gently and slowly swirling in a void of nothing but love. Where we touched, we were one being, but as individuals we were not bodies, just love and love.
I close my eyes and go to this dream in my heart when I need a cool shadow of peace to shield me from the day, to remind me that Love is the only thing of any true importance.
I am filled with splendor,
spinning with your love.
It looks like I’m spinning around you,
but no – I’m spinning around myself!