When Reverence Hurts: Serving Through Separation

I should explain the origin story of some of the feelings I express here.

Sometimes it's when I'm away, pulled from Her by work, by distance, by the demands of life, that the weight of what I feel presses hardest. I find myself aching not just for Her presence, but for Her gravity. When I'm apart from Her, the vastness of what we are floods in, and I feel small, unmoored, humbled by the scope of this connection.

It's in those quiet, in-between hours, the hotel rooms, the travel, the separation, that I feel the most exposed. Not because I'm drifting, but because I'm carrying something so deep and meaningful. The further I am from Her physically, the closer I feel emotionally. It's overwhelming. It's sacred. And at times, it leaves me amazed and trying to find my balance. 

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