Love & Light: Day 31
August 20, 2011 § Leave a Comment
Hope You’re Enjoying T Looove Game
It’s Been So Much Fun Reading Them & Sharing Them W You
Since I’ve Had So Much Fun, Why Stop Now?!
Keeeping T Looove Flowing!
This Game Will Continue Past Our 33 Days Of Love & Light!
I’ve Got Some Wonderful Upcoming Love Game Players To Share W You
And I’d Love To Have More More More
Sooo Please Send Me A Quick Email rubyyyjones Gmail Com
When I Have A Spare Moment, I Will Email You All T Info
N T Meantime…
T Love Game W Parv…
1. What Do You Love Most About Yourself?
My complete and utter randomness. I always surprise even myself with how far and wide I can take things.*Chuckles*
2. What Did You Love Most About Your Last, Not Latest, Lover?
His overwhelmingly subtle sensuality, and with it the completeness and total care with which he looked at me.
3. What’s T First Song That Comes To Your Head When I Say… Love Song!
Draw Your Swords by Angus & Julia Stone – the most painfully in love song I have ever heard.
4. What Colour Is Your Light?
I immediately think the deepest sunlit ocean green, but that could be symbolic of finally being ready to take the plunge.
5. What Lights (Cheers) You Up, No Matter What?
The glittery light of the stars. I’ll never forget running barefoot across muddy fields deep in the French countryside shouting “look at the stars. LOOK at the STARS”
6. How Do You Bring Light To T World?
Through laughter. Good things happen and bad things happen. These are transient states. So wherever possible I try to laugh and get people to laugh with me because that (and
love) transcends everything.
7. 3 Words To Describe T Way You Love?
“I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach…”
8. Which Symbol Represents Love For You?
My favourite flower. A lover would know which one it is and when to pick it for me.
9. What Word Do You Use For Light?
Waheguru. It implies ‘wonder at the divine light eliminating spiritual darkness’.
10.Write Your Own Version…
“All You Need Is peanut butter ” ;-b
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Chasing the Light
The first time I chased the light.
It was a rainy spring evening. The sun had set and the engines of the jet started
to rev up. It was no ordinary jet plane. The engines started to spin faster. I was
nervous. I dug my nails into the soft luxury leather of the most perfectly formed
seat and I closed my eyes. Within minutes, we would be taking off.
Pressed deep into the curves of my seat, the g-force kept my body firmly in place.
My nails dug deep, and then deeper into the leather and I shut my eyes tight as we glided effortlessly into the air. Then the jet steadied and the lights that signalled safety came on. My grip relaxed. First, my eyes opened a little and then they widened. We had broken through the rain and clouds, higher than I had ever been before or would ever go again. We were surfing the atmosphere, seducing the stars.
That was when I first caught a glimpse of her.
From the corner of my eye, I caught her subtle glow. The softness of her curves,
her alluring magic. She had me gripped, but I had yet to look at her. I turned, drawing my face closer in her direction. Through the smallest of views, I pressed my face against her as far as I could. I snuck a peek from where I had come, where her arm stretched out in one direction, and the sky was alight with stars in velvet fire coloured night. Then I looked to where her other arm was pointed, and I held my breath.
In the west, the sun was rising and its rays sneaked closer to the slumber that was expanding out in to the east. In front of me, and high above, the darkness and the
light entwined over the expansive ocean. There was no light and there was no dark, just a glow playing on the perfect curves of her stretched out on the horizon. My eyes followed the shine and that was when I looked at her. Glistening in the dewy light there she was, the Earth, as I had never seen her before.
That was the first time I chased the light.
This was the one moment in my life when I should’ve had my camera with me. I’ve never forgotten that moment. I remember that view every day, and when I remember it I wish I’d taken a bl**dy picture. Ever since then, I have never left home without my camera.
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Prolific photo-documenter of everything …some would say annoying.
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Thank You Sooo Much Miss Parv!
My Inbox Kept Eating This Little Nugget, And No Wonder, What A Delicious Piece
Much Love To Her…