So as it goes in “You’ve Got Mail”, one of my favorite movies, “I like to start my notes to you as if we’re already in the middle of a conversation. I pretend that we’re the oldest and dearest friends — as opposed to what we actually are, people who don’t know each other’s names…”
well here we are dear friend. nowadays I find myself hanging out in a timeless space, getting comfortable but not quite. Extremely vulnerable, like a new born creature with open skin who has not developed its shell and for the record, this creature is aware somewhere deep down inside that she chooses from here on, not to develop that thick skin or armour. which makes her, me, feel even more vulnerable like I have never ever been in my life.
how is that for starters?
a big part of this vulnerability comes from not really knowing how I can just be in my own skin, just “be” out there. I have been (and still am) on a long journey: of shedding layers and layers of thoughts, patterns, conditioning to trying to find, remember, accept who I “think” I am and to emptiness and void, to being lost and found all over again. Lovely cycle of life isn’t it?
ok to make a long story short, I have come to a point where I feel a new sense of being is emerging. make no mistake, this being is a unique and irreplaceable piece of this mystery called life. and at the same time, I know that this “being”, I, cannot be me without you. I have seen you in me and me in you, and therefore here WE are…
I have always loved the line from The Three Musqeteers, “All for one and one for all!” and only now seem to be getting closer to understanding what it really means.
We belong together, in this mystery, in this timeless space. In-between “me” and “you” where “we” lives is our playground, where we explore, learn, unlearn, laugh and walk hand-in-hand and heart-to-heart.
So cheers!cheers! and a fresh welcome to playing together and to the in-between:
i want to step into the in-between
between “me” and “you”
and stay
with
my inside aching and outside shaking
inside shaking and outside so.
safe is it?
for a while “i” will keep asking
inside aching can “i” breathe here? really?
until it is clear
so it is- the breath i exhale is
the breath you inhale
i inhaling yours as you exhale
simply breathing us in the in-between
in-between is breathing
in-between is breathing
no life without the in-between.
elif poshor