education of a species

I am biting my nails again. And I am in love. Yes, with my mate, but in a completely new and overwhelming way. In addition to that, I am in love with everything....my belly, the sky, the sound of silence and laughter....children and dogs and snow and
E V E R Y T H I N G. And simultaneously, it is all average and mundane.
This morning when my mate left, I was in the deepest sorrow. I wept uncontrollably like a child for his mother, indeed it was that same sentiment. I had no guarantee that I would ever see him again, I could only feel the pain of separation in that moment. And moments later, I was grateful for being able to feel that much and be unashamed of myself and completely in the moment.
I sound like a new age creepy flake. And it really doesn't matter.
It is the truth.
I choose to be unafraid of judgement rather than live a half-life of shame and reserve and regret.
If you are reading this, congratulate yourself on your amazing life. Every painful and comfortable breath is absolute perfection. I cannot prove it. But you know it somehow. It's not hope......beyond that.