The other day we took a walk out to a nearby field.Behind several tall pines, hidden away from openview, a single, small flower spread its blossomstoward the sun. It was a deep red, vivid — verystrong and straight on its thin stem.
“Proud,” she said.
“Proud and powerful,” he answered.
We both knelt next to it, captivated, surrendering to an unexpected meditation.
So unseen this little red miracle was, so out ofthe way, and that didn’t matter at all. Appreciatedor not, it gave all it had to its life.
“Can we give everything,” she whispered, “evenif what we do goes unacknowledged?”
“Especially if it goes unacknowledged!” He smiled.
“I’d like that,” she said, taking me by the hand.“To live for the sheer experience of being alive.”
We felt small next to this giant flower and,although we hadn’t said a word, we knewwe were suddenly filled with deep longing.
Intimacy is like that, you know. When we allowourselves to open and connect, intimacy can bean unexpected teacher, taking us intounacknowledged places in our self.
Whenever any of us stops long enough to open,to feel the tenderness that is at the core of beingalive, the magic of the mystery appears—rightthere, wherever we are.
That little red flower became a portal, a thresholdinto the world of the ordinary and the sacred,into something completely expected and yetutterly surprising. That’s the pleasure and thereward of real intimacy. It takes you throughwhat you already know out beyond your imagination.
We stayed with that flower for some minutes,each in our own silence. And then, as thoughon cue, we rose, and walked backto our house.
There are opportunities all around you, right now,in your daily life, for intimacy to carry you intoyourself and out toward those you love.
Let it. Just say yes, open your eyes and let it...