Oneness of Purpose, Heart and Soul
Hello to all of our old friends and new ones. I still worship Lady’s breasts and she loves it, and we can tell you that it only gets better as we age. Of course, sexual intercourse is still on the menu. As we have gotten older, we have become more philosophical about our relationship with each other and the world around us. This time, we would like to share a story that we composed that has more to do with our long lasting love than intercourse.
THE FEELING OF ONENESS OF PURPOSE. HEART, AND SOUL
We have spent many month-long trips in the wilderness where we have not seen another human. It is a strange feeling to watch that airplane lift off of the lake in the Canadian North and disappear over the horizon as we begin our canoe trip, knowing that we will have no contact with the outside world until it arrives again in a month.
About two weeks into the trip, something wonderful happens. We start living with the rhythms of the planet instead of resisting it. We go to bed soon after dark and get up at sunrise. Wind, rain, lightning, and snow are no longer our enemies. Now, we live in harmony with them.
Death is accepted in a different way. We have been in severe lightning storms and wind storms of 100 miles per hour for several hours, and along the way, it comes to us that there is not a single thing that we can do about it. If lightning strikes one or both of us or a tree falls on us, they have no dark political objective, prejudice, self-interest, or harsh feelings toward us. It is just nature and life and death on our planet as we travel together through time.
After we snuggle into our warm sleeping bags and while listening to the breeze whirring through the tree tops and water lapping on the shoreline, we automatically drift into a state of soul-searching. We are alone, in harmony with nature, the man praising God for the woman’s nurturing spirit and the woman for her strong protecting man on a planet circling a star in our galaxy, among many galaxies, children under the watchful eye of their Heavenly Father.
How have we done out there in civilization? It softly comes to us that we have failed many times to be the loving, caring citizens of humanity that we so strive to be. Alone in the wilderness, it comes to us night after night as we slowly begin viewing ourselves with a greater clarity. We make promises to God, ourselves, each other, and to humanity that we will strive to be better people.
Once, when we were on a 14 day wilderness trip, we came across two sisters traveling the opposite direction from us along a trail that connected two lakes. We had been out there ten days without seeing another human. As we unloaded some of our stuff at the lakeshore at the end of the trail, we felt the warm urge to pick up the last of their stuff and carry it to them on our way back across the trail.
Midway in the trail we met up with the two ladies who were carrying the last of our stuff across the trail. We all burst out laughing, and strangely, we all had tears in our eyes. We know now that the tears came from a realization that we all had changed, soul searched, dug deep into our minds and hearts and weeded out the negative while replacing it with the positive, and had become better people while in the wilderness.
It is very hard to keep the right perspective in our chaotic civilization, seldom being alone, and so we fail sometimes in our efforts to be better people. Some nights when we go to bed at home we open the window and the cold air pours in over us like smooth flowing water as we listen for the message in the whirring trees and try once again to remember the gift of insight that the wilderness bestowed upon us.
Lady and Smitten
Great Story. I love the wilderness.
Thanks for your comment. When you think about it a lot of the people in the Bible drew strength from a time of inner reflection in the wilderness.
Lady and Smitten
This is the most beautiful thing I've read in years! Truly heartfelt, raw, sincere, and reflective; you both should publish! Honestly, real sex or lovemaking is born out of that place you speak of, a truth where your love reflects the truth, beauty, pain, and vulnerability of the inner and outer landscape. If more of us could see this, merge our own purposes into one through our love and marriages; the world would be an incredible, dynamic, purer, better place! Please keep writing, keep reflecting on those questions and encouraging us to do the same!
Thank you for your kind words of appreciation. It sounds like this piece struck a chord in you. The truth in it has struck a chord in us, too. Although we are getting too old to do much of wilderness aloneness, we carry with us the emotional impact and gift that it bestowed on us even in boisterous crowds and the clanging and roaring of civilization.
Lady and Smitten
What an amazing and beautiful article you have written. We live in a populated valley, but a short drive gets us into spectacular mountain canyons, and that is one way we recharge our spiritual batteries. I would recommend the book _Last Child In The Woods_. It recommends that children AND adults get into nature. I have a friend who finds peace at the top of the ski lift, and he explained to me how the beauties of God’s natural world inspire him to remain close to God. My wife and I frequently go fishing in the warmer months. Even on days when success at catching fish is light, there is always the recharging of our spiritual batteries at being surrounded by God’s handiwork. I agree with Starlight… your article needs to be seen by millions.
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Lady & Smitten—great reading your beautiful writing and imagery again. Your story telling skills are such an incredible gift, it’s good having you back. Thank you for sharing your honest and intimate vulnerability. We’ve missed your loving spirits.
LadyGarden
Excellent reminder that, while frank and delicious sexuality comprise an extremely enjoyable and desirable part of our marriage, it is still just a part. Intimacy includes more than on-fire genitalia, it's an entwining of souls who learn and serve the Father together. Thanks for a beautiful story.
Thanks everybody for your gracious words.
Best wishes to all,
Lady and Smitten
I stumbled upon yours & Lady Smitten's stories from the cornfield. I kept coming back hoping to see current posts & low & behold. I am so happy you all are still going strong. Of all the information and personal experiences I read in relation to ANR, I love the posts you two have shared. Convinced this is a dream come true, my husband & I are just starting this official journey. We are both in our 60s & 37 yrs together. I am trying to relactate for him. He has always loved my boobs & I have loved him loving them. I hope we will be successful at this new venture. We are excited about me trying to re-lactate & I hope I can get back the gift of milk.
To TBirdie:
Lady and I wish you the best in your new journey of love. In the beginning it takes resolve, patience, and being consistent. A key to it is enjoying the journey for what it is and not being anxious about lactation.
Lady and Smitten