I’m beginning to think that it must require that someone be somewhat fearless to be in a dynamic relationship with me.
I am choosing what I consider a fully human and wonderful freedom. I choose to be both a free spirit without bounds and still deeply connected, bound as a close and loyal friend and lover.
I am aware that it must take courage for anyone to be a close friend or lover with me, to feel confident and self-assured in the freedom of mutual flight. It must take courage to rely on me as a partner, but also on the strength of one own’s wings.
It is difficult for me to imagine anyone in a relationship with me who is fearful of soaring flight or who is hesitant to plunge rapturously into deep and uncharted realms. Friends and lovers alike must sometimes be confused and mystified by my occasional abandon and transparency, but still they arrive and stand by me. Sometimes they soar with me, caught on an updraft of joy and elation.
I am aware that it must require that someone abandon their fears and self-doubt if they are to be close to someone who is constantly exploring, constantly pushing into what looks like a life in thin air. It turns out that some have faltered or turned aside, chosen something other than risky flight.
However, I am grateful for all those other companions who have fearlessly come close, especially those who have accepted my invitation to imagine with me, take risks and be unconstrained.