Heat
People talk about love at first sight. I’ve never heard anyone else talk about love at first touch.
When Dave Marcus and I met, we were at a weeklong gathering of dancers and musicians. I heard his laugh ring out across the dining hall the first night and looked up. A big guy with a huge smile and cowboy boots was holding court at a table. “Nah,” I thought. Not my type.
A few days later he asked me to dance. Looking into his eyes was mesmerizing, but I do like to flirt with my dance partners and that wasn’t that unusual. It was after. As we left the floor, he put his arm around me, and it was like it had always been there. Heat pulsed between our bodies. The sensation was beyond description. In what I can only explain as a past life experience, we turned and greeted each other as old friends do. Five minutes later, I was still trying to process what had happened. I was intrigued. So was Dave.
A few months later, he flew up to visit me unexpectedly in Philadelphia. Seeing him again for the first time since that week with only a few hours of notice made me very nervous. I had no idea what was ahead of me, but I knew it was going to be something big. Something that mattered in a way I had never known before.
He came down the ramp to where I was waiting, on the outside of security. Dave hugged me tightly, and he describes the moment as feeling my heart beat wildly, like a small bird. I felt it too and had absolutely no control over it. He held me tighter to calm me down. Best feeling in the world. I was where I belonged.
A homeless man was sitting on a bench on the side of the ramp. Neither one of us can remember exactly what he said any more, but he asked us if we were married. When we said no, he said something like “You will be.” We exchanged a few words, and he blessed us as we went on our way. Angels are everywhere, if you pay attention.
Early on in our relationship, before either of us had studied energy work in any official way, Dave used to enjoy putting his hand on my thigh while I was driving – just to play with the heat it produced. Eventually I would have to ask him to stop, as it felt like he was burning a hole in my leg. It was odd and wonderful and a little scary all at the same time.
None of this has ever really stopped – through our trainings we have learned how to control it until we really want to use that energy in our hands.
I feel blessed to get to spend the rest of my life with someone with whom I’m so deeply connected – defying time, space and quantum physics on a daily basis.
When Dave Marcus and I met, we were at a weeklong gathering of dancers and musicians. I heard his laugh ring out across the dining hall the first night and looked up. A big guy with a huge smile and cowboy boots was holding court at a table. “Nah,” I thought. Not my type.
A few days later he asked me to dance. Looking into his eyes was mesmerizing, but I do like to flirt with my dance partners and that wasn’t that unusual. It was after. As we left the floor, he put his arm around me, and it was like it had always been there. Heat pulsed between our bodies. The sensation was beyond description. In what I can only explain as a past life experience, we turned and greeted each other as old friends do. Five minutes later, I was still trying to process what had happened. I was intrigued. So was Dave.
A few months later, he flew up to visit me unexpectedly in Philadelphia. Seeing him again for the first time since that week with only a few hours of notice made me very nervous. I had no idea what was ahead of me, but I knew it was going to be something big. Something that mattered in a way I had never known before.
He came down the ramp to where I was waiting, on the outside of security. Dave hugged me tightly, and he describes the moment as feeling my heart beat wildly, like a small bird. I felt it too and had absolutely no control over it. He held me tighter to calm me down. Best feeling in the world. I was where I belonged.
A homeless man was sitting on a bench on the side of the ramp. Neither one of us can remember exactly what he said any more, but he asked us if we were married. When we said no, he said something like “You will be.” We exchanged a few words, and he blessed us as we went on our way. Angels are everywhere, if you pay attention.
Early on in our relationship, before either of us had studied energy work in any official way, Dave used to enjoy putting his hand on my thigh while I was driving – just to play with the heat it produced. Eventually I would have to ask him to stop, as it felt like he was burning a hole in my leg. It was odd and wonderful and a little scary all at the same time.
None of this has ever really stopped – through our trainings we have learned how to control it until we really want to use that energy in our hands.
I feel blessed to get to spend the rest of my life with someone with whom I’m so deeply connected – defying time, space and quantum physics on a daily basis.
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