The Communion of Hello Love

I was listening to Sofia Diaz and Diane Musho Hamilton Sensei this morning on a conference call. They spoke of autonomy and communion. I was taking notes and breathing and enjoying the Saturday morning cool. In the side bar, I wrote: "Hello Love is communion." It is the dance of merging. Just for a moment. We are all autonomous and individualistic. We know how to separate and create. But Hello Love reminds us that we also know how to MERGE. We know how to breathe beyond our comfort zone and into something much larger and life giving.

This poem by Czeslaw Milosz captures this communing:

Love
 
Love means to learn to look at yourself
The way one looks at distant things
For you are only one thing among many.
And whoever sees that way heals his heart,
Without knowing it, from various ills.
A bird and a tree say to him: Friend.

Then he wants to use himself and things
So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
It doesn't matter whether he knows what he serves:
Who serves best doesn't always understand.
 
 
(New & Collected Poems 1931-2001)


We stand in the glow of ripeness in our moments of Hello Love and we have no idea whom we serve in doing so.
It is a chain of goodness that begins the moment we dare connect.

Big love.