The World as Lover
Today, I had lunch with a friend who I have known for more than 35 years.
We were almost lovers back then. But we never made it. I took her to Mexico when we were so young, yet still old enough, in another girlfriends car, and we still didn't quite make it.
Many years later we realized that we had missed that opportunity.
She is a beautiful woman.
While we were talking, and having lunch,
I told her that I was beginning to approach reality
in a fundamentally different way.
I told her that I was beginning to see the world as the Goddess,
That I was learning to love every little moment,
Just like I would love a woman.
I am a man by the way.
We sat outside.
A bee came.
With simple normal communication,
it went on its way.
The World as Lover.
If you treat the World as your Lover,
You may be getting there.
The way we define and delimit the self is arbitrary. We can place it between our ears and have it looking out from our eyes, or we can widen it to include the air we breathe, or at other moments, we can cast its boundaries farther to include the oxygen-giving trees and plankton, our external lungs, and beyond them the web of life in which they are sustained.
I used to think that I ended with my skin, that everything within the skin was me and everything outside the skin was not. But now you've read these words, and the concepts they represent are reaching your cortex, so "the process" that is me now extends as far as you.
I am listening to the new album of Leonard Cohen.
It's called Dear Heather.
Treat the World as your Lover.
Your Lover won't mind.
In fact your lover will love it.