5.13.24

All spiritual practice begins in the body. A few months ago I was lying on a cot on the floor of Z's bedroom in Santa Barbara. I was sick and he kept bringing me hot tea with lemon. The sound of the rain was slowly lulling me to sleep. We had that warm familiarity of two people who've crossed through so much together. Then Z asked: "When's the last time you were in love?" I wasn't ready to answer so I said: "What do you mean by love?" Z said: "Love is a willingness to be changed by somebody." 

It takes so long for someone to reach me. But when you reach for me, I promise I'll reach back.