So last time I closed with “what happened?” or how what I described as; more powerful, deeper and incredibly high, happened? … So to help you get the picture, let me draw it as much as I can, though I am not a painter but being in the picture may help.
All of us know the puzzle games, it is made of pieces of different shapes. Each piece has a role, it fills a space in another, and gets filled by the other. And this role is unique and no one else can do it. This act of filling and getting filled is a perfect “fit”, they “match” sometimes you can almost hear the sound of “click”. This act of perfect fit only happens with very few pieces, for each piece has a couple of spaces and a couple of projections, which means that this fitting doesn’t only happen with one piece and can’t happen with all the pieces of the puzzle either. It is always a group of very few pieces.
Let me paint you another picture, remember the times when you were really thirsty. I mean really thirsty and you ran to the market or to whatever store you first found in your way, and you grabbed the bottle of water and started drinking without stopping and without even paying first … then, what happened! what did you feel! It is a feeling hard to describe, but simply we can say “filled” and “happy”, and may be “relaxed” as well.
So do you remember what did I need and what did she need! … Well, I did not say what I needed in my previous posts, but I said if I had it, it would revolutionize my world and restore balance to my life, and for her I said it was a longing that needed to be filled and satisfied. Actually I had the same longing, which is the space in you (the piece of a puzzle), or it is the projection you have that is looking for its match to enclose it, to surround it and make it fulfilled. Let me share with you some of the things we said;
I said; I needed to feel worthy and loved … I needed to know that I am still a good person capable of great deeds … I needed to know that I still have the potential to be a very successful man … I needed someone to have faith in me, to spark the fire of motivations and enthusiasm in me … I needed to share my feelings with someone, let it burst out without being ashamed or timid … I needed to feel that I still can make someone happy … in simple words; I needed to love and be loved once again. So she gave me that; she renaissanced my world … I have the motive now to challenge what was once daydreams to be achieved in the real life … I have the heart to discipline writing again, I have the heart to reconcile with my mother, I have the motive to wake up early to challenge a new day in this life, I am filled with energy to push on gas far away from getting back to addiction and all sorts of destructive behavior. I can smile from my heart again, and my laughs are not a cover to a sad broken heart, now I can feel them, now laughs can help me mend my broken heart. I am challenged to face my pains and be resilient. She reached down to someone was buried inside me in a grave yard that I believed was forsaken. If I were her, I would feel much pressure now, but I want to tell everyone, that she did not do anything, she did not preach me, she did not pat talk me or psycho-treat me … All what she did is that I found myself a worthy person in her eyes, I found admiration in her looks, and not any eyes or any person … A person is so huge that my words of description about her in my previous posts are just the tip of the ice burg. That was the “click” I needed, the rest followed through like flooding water after you break a very small piece in the wall of the dam, but that small piece was a corner stone … the pressure of the water just blew the wall and flooded.
For her she said; “you made an everlasting impact on me … all of a sudden I felt immortal! … you made me smile in one day more than I did in months, no may be years … In one page, you could heal a heart that might need years of counseling … but who can magically help someone to reconcile with himself and enjoy his company? you magically did that today … I am happy, proud and can't imagine I will use the next word … FULFILLED … as in not needing … as in not hungry … as in not empty, not suffering … as in full and filled”
Ok, now is my favorite part in this post … Those who are obsessed with labels, I have a word for you … I once was obsessed with giving everything a definition or a label or a description, and sometimes I slip to this old habit, but I manage to get myself out … So some out there, will be thinking these 2 are madly in love, or why these 2 are not married by now or some romantic girls will be crying by now saying it is like love movies … people will be arguing to put such relation under a label or in a mold … But hey, that is exactly my point from the beginning; it doesn’t matter!!. It doesn’t matter to be placed under “being in love” or under “friendship” or whatever other labels out there … It is a very nice circle of mutual fulfillment, I keep fulfilling her and she keeps satisfying me, and life goes on … Stop wasting time figuring out a label or a mold for such moment instead of enjoying the moment … And always remember the puzzle pieces, the clicking was never exclusive to 2 pieces only, it is always a few with each other, each has a role and each is unique.
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