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Find Your True Love Now - Part 2

It’s been snowing pretty much all day today. I shoveled earlier and just went out now to clear the walkways at our house and Junie’s driveway one more time before calling it a night. I couldn’t resist walking through the woods with Gorda before heading home. It was so beautiful – the snow covering all the branches, the trail deep and slow going. The further I walked the happier I became. What a gift to be able to have a few minutes in a winter wonderland with my dog. I came out of the woods and walked down a snowy empty street towards home feeling a sensation overwhelming my body. It was Love pouring out of me and releasing into the cold winter night. I was remembering six years ago when Meg & I had the very same vision sitting on a bench in southern California. Listen to this story. This is Part 2 of true Love…

I had planned to move back East after 9 months in Encinitas, California. I thought I would stay there forever, I was so happy. Unfortunately I was out of money and knew by returning East I could work in my old home town as soon as I got back. Meg & I had been friends but nothing approaching a romantic connection. Definitely a mutual attraction but a long shot for us to ever get together. For one I wasn’t really looking to be with anyone. I was enjoying raising Nick as a single parent and was coming to terms with some old stuff that was impeding my personal growth and was happy to be dealing with all that after so many years. I was OK with how things were – even that I was leaving SoCal. Anyway Meg and I had agreed to meet for breakfast a few days before the moving truck was to come and haul my life back to New England.

We met and went to breakfast and talked and talked like we had just resumed a long conversation. It was timeless. From there we went to one of my favorite places on this planet – Swami’s Garden at the Self Realization Fellowship. I mean this is literally the Garden of Eden. It is so beautiful it defies words. Go see it sometime, you’ll get what I mean. There is a bench that overlooks the ocean a few hundred feet below. Occasionally dolphins swim the break there. Usually there is a collection of surfers waiting for the perfect set. Meg had never been to this spot and I could tell she liked it. We sat on this little stone bench like an old couple, feet flat on the ground and our hands in our laps. We both closed our eyes and slipped into an altered state – a Dream if you will.

I don’t know how much time passed but a security guard came and asked us to leave because Meg somehow ended up straddling me and we were informed that was not appropriate behavior at the SRF garden. We apologized and left.

We then drove down to Moonlight Beach and parked my truck and sat staring out at the ocean. I said something like, “I had a really strange dream back there.” Meg said “me too”. I said, “what did you dream?” She said, “I dreamt we were getting married on top of the Pyramid of the Sun in Teotihuacan Mexico”. I was blown away because I had the very same dream.

Later that day I asked Meg to marry me. To my utter amazement she said yes without hesitating.

I knew I had found my “fully shining woman” at last.

Tonight as I walked out of the snowy woods I felt like I had come to the place in my life where I was totally happy and content, yearning for nothing. That feeling was overwhelming and essentially indescribable….but it all comes back to that moment on a bench in a garden when Love and Life merged and something so powerful was born.

Tomorrow, Part 3.

Blessings for the New Year.

J

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