Last night I finally pinned Daniel down on why he hasn’t written about me in his journal. He hasn’t known what to say as yet. I understand this and it helps. I also told him that I needed to know more about how he felt about me. He didn’t really talk in feeling words, he actually talked around the issue for a while, but he finally came back to center and shared enough to make me feel a little better (more the energy that he opened up to me than the words he said made me feel better). He also promised more when we get to Maine. Seemed like he was promising a lot more (actually, now that I mention it, I’m sure he said it was a lot more). We’ll see when Maine comes. In the meantime, I’m looking forward to seeing him.
I’m also finding that I’m scared. I know that seeing him is going to be a turning point in the relationship, the testing point. We’ll be spending large quantities of time together, with and without other people, as an accepted couple. Should be challenging. We’ll see what happens.
* This is part of an ongoing series of posts detailing what happened on a spiritual pilgrimage that I took in 2002. To start from the beginning, go to July 2, 2013. To see the entire spiritual journey as it gets published, click on the category “You Want Me To Do WHAT?!!?” to see all of the posts.