I was walking on a sandy path through a meadow and saw a dog coming near and I knelt down to pet her not knowing who it was. But then she leaned into my arms and licked my cheekbone, my temple, my ear, and she wrestled her chest into mine and her whole body danced in my embrace and my soul leapt within me… oh my God, this is Zuli! She is here.
Here she is, so wildly happy, and so sure it is me. I blushed for not knowing her right away, but who could know a thing like this? Each time I woke up, I felt not sad, but peaceful, thrilled, serene, and on the third waking, after she kept falling into my arms with her thick soft hair and her shining beautiful face and her delicious earthy smell—on the third waking, I felt my warm arms wrapped around my own shoulders and then I found the two of us nestled together here in my one body as we have never quite been able to be before.
Everywhere I go, she is with me. She is bounding around somewhere in those late summer grasses where I knelt down, and she is here. This is how it is, being creatures who love each other. We live and move in these magnificent and temporary bodies, and we are together, now and always, in the one earthly-heavenly body of God.