Embracing someone you love is like filtering the world through them. The facts that frazzle you alone don’t have the same effect. That energy has been absorbed and transformed. It’s miraculous, a type of restoration. All from an embrace.
When you embrace me you say you accept me.
You say I’m welcome here.
That you understand.
That it’s okay.
That I matter.
You say that we are the same. Which isn’t an exaggeration. Watch two people embracing. They blend. Two separate things coming together to form one new thing.
Unique combinations with every person you accept.
New horizons with every pilgrim you welcome.
Fresh eyes with every enemy you understand.
A soft heart with a bent toward healing.
A merciful tongue with blessings to bestow.
This all occurred to me while I was holding my little girl as she fell asleep.
I could feel my soul relaxing as we reclined together.
Then it occurred to me this is one way to explain love.
Huh.
