A Comforting Voice

A very dear and beloved friend expressed to me today that she experienced me as a comforting voice; an understanding, sensitive, and polite voice. Upon reading her beautiful, heart warming communication, something occurred to me. I realized that what she was feeling was more a result of us, than it was of me. Because if it were me, every person would have the same experience as she. The way we experience people is not about anybody, it is about what happens in between two bodies; it is in what they create together. The comforting voice in me was speaking, and communing with the comforting voice in her. We were meeting. It wasn’t her and it also wasn’t me. The reason why we share such beautiful experiences of love is because we mutually give ourselves to love; When we give ourselves to love, love gives itself to us. It is that kind of thing. It was because we were receptive to love and trusted love, that love connected us, cherished us & trusted us. It trusted the beauty that we exhibited together. That’s love. It is not a “me” thing; Love is a “we” thing. dwp

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