Waiting

Yesterday I had the chance to watch my partner greet her true self for the first time. It was an honour to witness what seemed like the perfect storm, yet this storm was divine.

She took the stage and owned the space like an individual connected to her source. An abundance of information revealed itself as a rich vain of wisdom that I always believed was present, but for the first time appeared for all to witness.

I sat in silence, scared for a heartbeat as my thoughts flowed inwards. What does this mean for me? Will she still need me? Will she still want me? Will I still be relevant?

This strange cocktail of fearful thoughts was all-consuming until she put the microphone down and started teaching QiGong. That was the moment my unsubstantiated fears dissipated, replaced with simplistic clarity.

The answers to my questions and my worries began to flow, as they always do when I choose to practice. I started to see space for us both. A space where she could shine like the star I know her to be and I could become fulfilled by simply supporting another’s journey.

I began to visualise the joy we could share by challenging each other to travel further than we ever planned, further than we ever thought possible. I started to see the power of her message as the single thing that has brought us to this moment in time.

A moment where the shackles of the past seem to hold no gravity, where I felt joy at the success of my loved one. A moment when I knew that for now, my place was one step behind her. Being present to catch her if she stumbles, yet looking towards the distance, ensuring the future is a limitless adventure for all to enjoy.

Yesterday I witnessed someone I love embody their true power, true worth, true self and for that, I will be forever grateful.