When You Looked At Me

When Suzy locked eyes with mine, I felt
like everything was right with the world.
Our worlds. 


Together we were like rice and beans:  stronger because of the other. More.  Of everything that's good and pure. Light and lively. Sacred and Divine.

Sometimes you feel that with a partner or friend, a confidante or compadre.  It's rare, for sure, but sometimes luck graces your door, and you have that synchronicity with someone special.  It doesn't matter if its a four-legged or two-footed someone, either. 

What matters is the way you two interact, respond when your eyes meet, your hearts lock and your spirits soar.  What matters is the belief you share that the other is in your corner, will be there for you whenever, and will watch your back at all times.  Thus, it was with me and Suzy.  Her glance, her gaze, her presence, her ways.  In the morning, at noon, at dinner and in my bedroom.  We shared an understanding that went beyond words (or woofs!)  We just knew.

That love and loyalty were ours.  That the sun would come up and the moon would rise.  That the tides would come in and go out without surprise.  We felt our connection in a visceral way yet shared a bond that simply said, "everything's A-OK."