Letter To Flow

Dear Flow,

I love you. 
Let me repeat: I LOVE YOU.
I love that you are always there, waiting for my arrival. 
You stand with open arms greeting me no matter the hour, no matter the place, no matter what hat I wear in this bizarre thing called life.
When I am in your arms - together we stop time. We move mountains. And we have epic levels of fun. We have been having fun since playground days, haven't we?
We had fun in the sand building castles, and putting puzzles together at home, and wearing costumes and making up stories of faraway lands. I kept chasing you around and to my absolute fortune - you stayed. Always there, waiting for me to notice you and swing back into your arms for that sweet embrace.
And all these years later - we still play this dance, you and I.

Some people will say you play it 'hard to get.' That you are a player and unattainable. Some even believe you are an illusion and that you don't exist. Some write books about you. Some plot how to find you. Some dissect every element of your being and some make shrines for you and pray for your arrival. Like a Messiah in a broken world.
And I...?  I see you as LOVE. I see you as simply love. 
Because like you - to me, LOVE is an ever present force that is there, and it's up to ME to show up to IT. 

And how DO I show up to you?
Well...:
By freeing my imagination.
By stepping into uncharted waters.
By following instincts.
By setting rules so I could break them.
By learning tricks so I could play them. 
By being patient so I could breathe.
By relaxing so I could release. 
By mastering my craft, and crafting my mastery,
By sensing inspiration from the roots of my ancestry,
And above all - show up in gratitude,
When you come see me in my solitude.

So all that is left for me to say is simply THANK YOU,
Know that you are dear to me, and that I LOVE YOU.

Me.