Showing posts with label making love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label making love. Show all posts

Thursday, October 24, 2013

If Your Life Will End Tonight


In my class  last night at St. Bernard’s the professor told us a story about Saint Ignatius of Loyola and how he truly embodied the Jesuit concept of “Seeing God in all things.” She said,

Ignatius was playing cards with his fellows one evening and someone asked him, “What would you do if you knew your life would end tonight?” and Ignatius said, “I would finish this card game.”

He knew that God was truly in all things—even the pleasure of playing cards with friends. He was at peace in his life.

On hearing that my first thought was, “So, what would I do if I knew my life would end tonight?” And I thought, “I would make love to John.”

Making love is the most fun, creative, sensual and spiritual thing that I do.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

After Making Love

Exquisite pleasure. And pain. The act itself. And the aftermath. Being filled. Seeing his pleasure. Creating it. Making it. Taking it all. Doubts set aside. Then the aching. Soreness. Ointment. The burning. Stumbling into pajamas. Hoping for sleep. Lists undone. Work still on the desk. Smiling.

After Making Love

Exquisite pleasure. And pain. The act itself. And the aftermath. Being filled. Seeing his pleasure. Creating it. Making it. Taking it all. Doubts set aside. Then the aching. Soreness. Ointment. The burning. Stumbling into pajamas. Hoping for sleep. Lists undone. Work still on the desk. Smiling.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Precious Time

We spent this day talking and making love. Maybe this too is a bit of chemo recovery for both of us. I’m not sure yet whether this is a new start or a respite but I am grateful for this precious time in our life.