Where it all began

He called and told me he was thinking of coming up, I felt the tentativeness in his voice. 

After a slight pause I heard myself say: ‘Don’t come to the fire unless you’re willing to dance.’

He laughed, ‘I’m ready to dance’ - he said.

Neither of us too sure what this meant, but the intensity vibrated through our call, somewhat aware of what oscillated between us. 

After that moment, a string of events unfolded. I got a clear message I needed to move house, this made no sense to me as I had planned to move to New Zealand in a couple of months but this directive from spirit was strong and I listened. Packing up my tiny home and moving over the border to a property I’d been calling in, on 50 acres with a very relaxed landlord. 

It was moving in day and I picked him up from the airport. Luckily I had very little stress, one of my helpers from my dominatrix days had reached out and helped me put everything I owned into my tiny hatchback.

When we arrived there was a sweetness, we dropped into this home with nothing but a mattress on the floor, so it was clear where we’d be spending the evening…

He was supposed to stay for a week. By the time we got to day 3 I was asking him to stay longer. A friendship that so easily dropped into lovership and a companionship that felt as if grace was always smiling upon it. 

He had things to get back to in Melbourne, but alas, with more divine timing, covid lockdowns broke out once more and everything went online. By the end of the month the decision was made, the house was no longer mine but ours, and I wouldn’t be going anyway overseas.

It felt clear that sexuality was a thread between us, but a partnership, that part was a shock to us both.

Anytime we’d speak into our different values and ideas I’d get clearer, ‘Ooo this is not going to work if we meet from the mind’.

There was no working it out, no trying to understand what it was. We were alchemising something, and anytime we’d lean back into the union more would be revealed.