Realisations and revelations – Loves deep roots 20200209

Realisations and revelations – Loves deep roots 20200209

A life-traveller journeys …
carefully piecing together the jigsaw of their life, 
unaware of the potential of those moments, 
those signs and experiences of hope and possibility, 
resonance and connection, 
lessons in relationship and enrichment,
lying dormant in distancing memory.
Yet all the while
the jigsaw building journey 
is nourished by new encounters and discoveries,
penetrating deep … 
and taking up lodging … 
in insight and observation, 
decision-making, 
perception and priorities … .
Not as some secret and unrequited desire or longing 
for something 
or even someone – 
for days, months or years -
but as providing nourished, 
tended, 
nurturing soul-soil, 
wherein all manner of depthed meaning, 
chance encounters, 
valued friendships, 
and journeying intimacies take root, 
building a flourishing, 
though often unrecognised 
treasure trove we often call personality, 
or identity … 
or … 
‘heart’!

However, 
these treasured things 
do not fit into a kind of emotional spreadsheet … 
they are neither linear 
nor framed by times’ duration.
Time inevitably passes.
Relationships are built.
Deep, 
life-long partnerships 
entered into and delighted in.
And love emerges,
develops, 
a mysterious richness is nurtured, 
and the soul-soil provides the richness by which it is nourished.
So, with the passing of time, 
love grows and sends roots deep into the soul-soil.

As for humankind …
mortality inevitably confronts everyone … 
including those whose journeying into love and loving 
led them into deep, 
life-long commitments.

What happens to that love … 
that interconnected, 
deep-rooted in a trusted relationship love, 
when one of its two are no longer a living contributor 
to its nurture and development 
and its preservation?

If love is to begin again, 
then perhaps 
here is where the elements to be found? 
Nurturing in soul-soil … 
with no need for a return journey to unknowing to begin again … 
Love created again out of something … not nothing?

This being so, 
then the journey of those passing of years 
through human encounter 
and interactions that mean, 
especially those months, years, decades as life-partners,
have not simply been building a treasure now lost,
but sustaining and replenishing a love-enabling resource, 
mostly unseen 
and it’s capacity for life and love 
beyond comprehension or expectation … 
memories and experiences … 
a storeroom of treasure … 
deeply rooted in Soul-soil!

Like Australia’s great aquifers … 
immense … 
deep underground …
But now in the human heart and spirit … 
soul-soil offers life and refreshment 
from unseen but abundant sources.
Under the hearts deserts places
and the spirits gibber plains, 
unseen and mostly unmapped,  
soul-soil offers newness, 
where none can be imagined …
life …
in and beyond the journey of grief and separation.
Love has deep roots in the heart:
which can grow again … 
not instead of the love for the one grieved, 
but out of all that love meant, 
means and taught. 

Treasure beyond measure 
begets treasure beyond imagining. 

                                                                                                            ©️amf-20200209

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