♫ I still dream about you, sometimes but not always

Only one other knows when and where this photo was taken. That moment, long ago now, was the best of us. It was play. It was laughter, ease, freedom. Companionship, friendship, connection. All these wonderful things—indeed, some of the most important things—in the span of mere minutes on the side of a road in the hinterlands, before we resumed doing together something we deeply enjoyed, the very thing that brought us together.

“Heartbreak is unpreventable, the natural outcome of caring for people and things over which we have no control, of holding in our affections those who inevitably move beyond our line of sight. Heartbreak begins the moment we are asked to let go but cannot. Heartbreak is an indication of our sincerity… the beautifully helpless side of love and affection…
Realising its inescapable nature, we can see heartbreak not as the end of the road or the cessation of hope, but as the close embrace of the essence of what we have wanted or are about to lose.
…Heartbreak asks us not to look for an alternative path, because there is no alternative path. It is an introduction to what we love and have loved, an inescapable and often beautiful question, something or someone that has been with us all along, asking us to be ready to let go of the way we are holding things, and preparation perhaps for the last letting go of all.

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Longing is felt through the lens and ache of the body, magnifying and bringing the horizon close, as if the horizon were both a lifetime’s journey away and living deep inside at some unknown core… Longing has its own secret, future destination, and its own seasonal emergence from within, a ripening from the core, a seed growing in our own bodies; it is as if we are put into a relationship with an enormous distance inside us, leading back to some unknown origin with its own secret timing, indifferent to our wills, and gifted at the same time with an intimate sense of proximity, to a lover, to a future, to a transformation, to a life we want for ourselves, and to the beauty of the sky and the ground that surrounds us. Longing is nothing without its dangerous edge, which cuts and wounds us while setting us free, and beckons us exactly because of the human need to invite the right kind of peril. The foundational instinct that we are here essentially to risk ourselves in the world, that we are a form of invitation to others and to otherness, that we are meant to hazard ourselves for the right thing, for the right woman or the right man, for a son or a daughter, for the right work, or for a gift given against all odds. In longing we move, and are moving, from a known but abstracted elsewhere to a beautiful, about-to-be-reached someone, something, or somewhere we want to call our own.”
— David Whyte

Song: I still dream about you, sometimes but not always - Snorri Hallgrímsson Rework
Composer: Luke Howard

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