Two Friends
Once upon a time, two friends met while walking in the park. It was a beautiful day for a walk. The sun was shining in a clear blue sky and they decided to continue walking together. They talked sometimes as they spent time together... and they also walked or sat in the park in silence, just being together with nature.... with Life and Love...
After a nice visit in the park, they seemed to sense it was time to part. They embraced and the one friend said, I while see you soon. The other friend, with tears on her cheeks, said, "I must say goodbye to you because I will never see you again." Her friend was puzzled and replied, "Why? Are you going away?"
She replied, "Not really. When we meet it is Now and our friendship and love is deep. The experience we share is precious. Now we part and when we see each other again, we will be different and it will be a brand new Now. I must let go of our time today and who I think you are, so when that time comes when we meet again, I will be present in the moment to listen to who you have become. We die to this moment and to what we might think of it later so we can really be together in a future moment of new life."
The friends embraced again and knew that moment was gone... and their hearts were full.
Often the tears we share come from the bond of love we share and the dying and separation into the ongoing Now of timelessness...
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The other night, I had a powerful dream. I was standing in the midst of a large school and it was dark. I knew I had been in this school for a long long time. My task in this place had come to end and now it was time to move on. There was some nostalgia and also some excitement about what would be next as I left this place that seemed so familiar.
When I woke and was recording the dream, it was clear an ending was near. I have been going through a transition and letting go at the end of a cycle in my life. Whether this foreshadows a transition to spirit world or a transition to a new beginning and new task in this dimension really does not matter... and in some ways they are the same... I do sense that I must say goodbye to the 'old' self and the 'old' friends without knowing who I will meet in the park tomorrow... perhaps friends and trees and squirrels and horses with no names but Love...
It is all good, even when the tears of love signify the loss of what was, so that what will be... can be...
Blessings and Love to you who read these words... I'm not sure who we will be the next time we meet... but I am sure that Love will guide the way.
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Expect the unexpected... and may Loving Kindness be our Guide...
John Hutchinson ~ Denver, Colorado
Life Coach, Dream Guide, and Transition Consultant
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