It seems like when I'm out at the river, there are many such moments. It could be that I have come to expect them, therefore my noticer radar is on high alert.
As I walked up the hill, I choked up, barely able to get words out because of the lump in my throat. It was an incoherent plea to the lover of my soul, to be in him. For him to be in me. To have him look me in the eyes. Take my face in his hands. To see him. Feel his touch. I wanted us to climb inside each other. Closer.
As the words jumbled into the meadow, I looked up to see two mammoth cloud shaped hearts each lying on their side. One had clean, sharp definition at the edges. The other was soft and fused at the edges. They filled the frame of periwinkle blueness. Any words coming out stopped.
The meadow laid out before me filled with daisies and clover, and this above it. I stood silent taking it in. Receiving the gift.
Maggie and I headed to the truck. As I turned the key on, the radio was starting to croon this song. You might think I'm making this up. Crazy. Go ahead, it is hard to believe. Sometimes I think I've gone clean off the edge, too.
The only thing I know is that sometimes God sounds like The Atlanta Rhythm Section. Really, really.
When you walked into the room
There was voodoo in the vibes
I was captured by your style
But I could not get your eyes
Now I stand here helplessly
Hoping you'll get into me
I am so into you
I can't think of nothing else
I am so into you
I can't think of nothing else
Thinkin' how it's gonna be
Whenever I get you next to me
It's gonna be good
Don't you know
From your head to toe
Gonna love you all over
over and over
Me into you, you into me
Me into you
I'm so into you
I'm so into you...
I am so into you
I can't get nothing else
I am so into you
I can't get to nothing else, no, no, no
Love the things you do
Listen, baby
You're driving me crazy
Come on baby
I'm so into you
Love the things you do
11 comments:
So spiritual. So romantical. So comical.
So special!
Singing this song in the 70's didn't quite have the same meaning to me then. Thank You my Love for seeing "Our Creator" in "soooo" many things. Your insights make me more aware of God in All there is!
Oh, I thought is was all so wonderful, then see that your man left you a big ole kiss right here. Now, it is fantastical and delightful!
And if you should fall off the edge, I am already down here, laying on my back looking at those clouds scuttle across the sky. Join me, won't you?
Blessings.
You show us that anyone in need of a pilgrimage need only step outside her door.
I love tender you, Kathleen. You aren't afraid of it. Love that. Keep feeling it, lady.
that love just gets all over everything ...
Love, tender love spreading over anything. How beautiful.
Sandra, Loverby, Maureen, Darlene, Susan, Louise, and Laura - thank you so much for being with.
oh LOve!
Wow, you're notice radar is really on high alert! The Atlanta Rhythm Section? Who knew!
But I can totally relate to those moments when, "I knew." I have had a few of those, usually out in nature, sometimes when my radar is high, other times it comes as a surprise. Animals, breeze, a cloud, a sudden storm, all of these can be used as God's messenger, or just something to resonate with our souls like at tuning fork at the right time.
Don't you just love coincidences like this? I'm glad I'm not the only one who gets music to go along with them...
someone told me there was some astrologically significant event happening this past weekend. Given all the amazing coincidences I've been experiencing and hearing about, I can't help but wonder if it's true...
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