For several months now, I have had a recurring dream.
In the dream, I live in a world where there is no word for this emotion that we on earth call LOVE. In this alternate universe of my dreamscape, it is impossible to go up to someone and say, “I love you.”
The word doesn’t exist.
You can only show them. Love there is an action. It is something you do to them, for them. It is an expression of your heart.
It could be a touch. A caress. Pulling out their chair with a soft lingering smile.
You could give them your time, your attention, your affection. You could deeply listen to their stories. Share a heart-felt hug. But the word….the word..alone and meaninglessly tossed into the air like confetti or autumn leaves left to be trampled and raked away…
No. There is no word for that in this alternate universe.
In this dream world, their “yes” lingers longer in their eyes and lights up until you can feel the love radiating. Smiles connect with other smiles, catch and burst into joyful celebrations. Their hearts are fuller, their spirits lighter. Their connections deeper, time slower.
A single hand, gently touching a shoulder, conveys so much gratitude, sharing and value that it takes my dreamland breath away.
The air vibrates with love, profound love. A love unspoken, yet a love undoubted.
They are present with each other. They value each other, heart, spirit, soul.
Wordlessly, they give all that they have to each other with their actions, their listening…their being.
Their self-demeanor is gentle, enthusiastic, joyful.
They are happy. With themselves, and with each other.
They do love. They be love. They are love.
I can’t say for sure…but I think I might be dreaming about heaven.
Can you imagine what it would be like if we started treating each other like that down here?
