{"id":268,"date":"2012-02-11T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2012-02-11T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ed9cda3e-cb0e-461d-827f-b14890b3f461"},"modified":"2012-02-11T05:00:00","modified_gmt":"2012-02-11T05:00:00","slug":"on-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=268","title":{"rendered":"On Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<ul class=\"rg_ul\" data-cnt=\"23\" data-pg=\"1\">\n<div style=\"left: 547px; top: 142px; width: 200px;\" id=\"rg_h\" class=\"rg_hv\" data-initialized=\"1\">\n<div id=\"rg_hc\" class=\"rg_hc\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><a style=\"width: 200px; height: 253px;\" id=\"rg_hl\" class=\"rg_hl\" href=\"http:\/\/www.google.com\/imgres?um=1&amp;hl=en&amp;biw=1506&amp;bih=709&amp;tbm=isch&amp;tbnid=JPv7qdsfJNkhlM:&amp;imgrefurl=http:\/\/www.josephinewall.co.uk\/natures_embrace.html&amp;docid=w-X1Mf1odK--EM&amp;imgurl=http:\/\/www.josephinewall.co.uk\/goddesses\/natures_embrace.jpg&amp;w=418&amp;h=529&amp;ei=XrctT-2ICuLw0gHEoYm7Cg&amp;zoom=1\"><br \/><\/a><\/p>\n<ul class=\"rg_ul\" data-cnt=\"23\" data-pg=\"1\" style=\"width: 200px; height: 253px; \">\n<div style=\"left: 974px; top: 166px; width: 244px;\" id=\"rg_h\" class=\"rg_hv\" data-initialized=\"1\">\n<div id=\"rg_hc\" class=\"rg_hc\" style=\"text-align: left;\"><a id=\"rg_hl\" class=\"rg_hl\" href=\"http:\/\/www.google.com\/imgres?um=1&amp;hl=en&amp;biw=1506&amp;bih=709&amp;tbm=isch&amp;tbnid=bpjWP2aBQAOfJM:&amp;imgrefurl=http:\/\/www.klbaileyart.com\/tag\/trees\/&amp;docid=7wqhsMNpsdY9BM&amp;imgurl=http:\/\/www.klbaileyart.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/work.4991225.1.flat550x550075f.entwined.jpg&amp;w=550&amp;h=464&amp;ei=XrctT-2ICuLw0gHEoYm7Cg&amp;zoom=1\" style=\"width: 244px; height: 206px; \"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" style=\"width: 244px; height: 206px;\" id=\"rg_hi\" class=\"rg_hi\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/encrypted-tbn2.google.com\/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSoFTJE_g-KmyQO0Jbf8KbIdNggvfAfbdvSlpYNNrPRI5YZc0lTfw\" width=\"244\" height=\"206\" data-width=\"244\" data-height=\"206\"><\/a>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/ul>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/ul>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">Once upon a<br \/>\ntime two seeds slept side by side deep in the earth all winter long.&nbsp; One day, without warning, without a word, one<br \/>\nof the seeds awoke, aching for light.&nbsp; It<br \/>\nnudged the other awake, and soon they were both thrumming with a deep,<br \/>\nluscious, hunger for light and warmth.&nbsp;<br \/>\nThey began unfolding, and as they did they disentangled into each other\u2019s<br \/>\narms, while simultaneously pushing through the darkness.&nbsp; And there was darkness&#8211;long, silent moments<br \/>\nof blackness, of not knowing which way to turn, except into each other\u2019s<br \/>\nembrace, and they would unfurl upwards blindly, mumbling little prayers into<br \/>\none another\u2019s palms.&nbsp; They would travel<br \/>\nfine for a time and then hit walls, only to eventually wind their way around<br \/>\nthem or through them.&nbsp; They occasionally got<br \/>\nsnagged by the roots of other trees, but managed to free<br \/>\nthemselves by simply being themselves, and keep moving through the darkness.&nbsp; One of the seedlings would uncurl a stem as<br \/>\ngraceful as a dancer offering her hand to the sky, and the other would leave<br \/>\nroom for the gesture to unfold.&nbsp; One seed<br \/>\nwould stream upwards with a rush of intensity, leaving the other seemingly<br \/>\nbehind.&nbsp; Yet they were woven together at<br \/>\ntheir core, and so as the one surged forward the other rose too.&nbsp; One would tire and the other would carry them<br \/>\nboth.&nbsp; One would become overwhelmed by<br \/>\nthe ever present blackness and need gentle encouragement to keep reaching<br \/>\nthrough the fear.&nbsp; There was a give and<br \/>\ntake of these two lovers of light that inspired the darkness to part before<br \/>\nthem, to crumble down barriers, to open the gates to the sky.&nbsp; And finally they emerged, breaking free of<br \/>\nthe blindness of not knowing where they were going.&nbsp; That no longer mattered.&nbsp; They were a tiny forest of truth, and they<br \/>\nblessed one another with room, they gifted one another with space.&nbsp; And while they continued to untwist into the<br \/>\nbright air, opening to the light, they reached and stretched towards one<br \/>\nanother and towards the light, revealing more of themselves to themselves and<br \/>\nto one another and to the light.&nbsp; They<br \/>\nunraveled into bloom, and the light wove through them like breath through flutes,<br \/>\nand the two seedlings became trees, and stood together hand and in hand,<br \/>\nholding the earth, holding the light, holding the memories of how they moved<br \/>\nthrough the darkness, regardless of their inclinations to stop, to fall back,<br \/>\nto swallow the night.&nbsp; They held their triumphs<br \/>\nand little victories, and then let them bud into fruits and flowers for all to<br \/>\nsee, for all to partake of the sweetness and fragrance of their innocence.&nbsp; And the light.&nbsp; The light crowned them with the dawn and the<br \/>\nmoon, and draped garlands of stars over their shoulders, sent fireflies dancing<br \/>\naround them, sent birds singing through their boughs, children climbing through<br \/>\ntheir branches.&nbsp; &nbsp;And they stood, side by side, looking deeper<br \/>\ninto the ever unfolding sky.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\"><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">\n<ul class=\"rg_ul\" data-cnt=\"23\" data-pg=\"1\">\n<div style=\"left: 395px; 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