May the sun behind veils and grief behind masks be invitations to new intimacies and wild remembrances. May we smuggle in contraband questions under cover of haze.
Could we weave our grief, unknowingness, sacred rage, and delicate unthwartable longings into previously undared and shared possibilities?
A core orientation towards the world when living open and from our wholeness is a romantic one. It is inherently sensual, perhaps even erotic, in the sense of Eros—bringing our passionate love and deep imagination and curiosity to everyone (including every other-than-human sentient being) we meet.