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Oh sweet beloved. The little note with the sparcling heart (under your laptop now) – I had forgotten about it. But I love it – after one year longdistance now – it’s still the same sparcling feeling!!!
WE MEET IN TWO DAYS!!!
It’s getting physical and our everydays phonecalls diving-into-each-other are the foreplay for the new phase in beeing together …

see you in Frankfurt
Premniri

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What to say! Until we either HAVE the time, or STEAL the time, to write the full stories of How We Met almost exactly One Year ago — this note will HAVE to do!  Do you remember it? I left my USB connector in your office where I had finally found a location at Oshostadt with some post-80’s internet access. I called to ask you PLEASE to send it to me ASAP in Berlin. And you DID! I got it the next day in a small white bubble wrap envelope with this note hastily tucked inside. It’s been snuggled under my laptop every since. I have the envelope too. After all, it has your address on it. So now I can find my way back to you again.

I see you sooner in Frankfurt, Beloved! With kisses galore. ~LP

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Saturnic clearings

Saturn – astrologically (as far my knowing goes) –  stands for crystallization, structure, truth.
In structuring our lives, his energy may be felt as disillusioning and harsh, especially when retrograde. But he helps to clear our dreamy stuff that may hinder a clear sight and space for life and actions.
For instance in our body the bones are the structure, where all organs, flesh and the liquid bloodsystem is rooted. Without it we would probably be big-blob amoebas still crawling on the oceans ground.
Bigger structures, like states and organisations in these years are “tested” for their truthful functioning and authenticity (through pluto in capricorn) …

Old man Finkelstein is brought to court for alleged rape. He pleads guilty by reason of insanity. “Insanity?” asks the judge. “You look perfectly sane to me.” Oh, I am,” says the old man. “It is sex I’m crazy about.”

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Beloved PN ~ I mentioned Saturn in my last post without any explanation. I really did not want to add any more words to it. There’s probably a bit we both might say about what we’ve learned through our lives about Saturn’s influence and hard lessons… but maybe you could say a little something — astrologically speaking? When you have the time.  ~LP

Hubble Space Telescope image of a storm on Saturn

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Beloved ~ So many Old Life odds and sodds for me to tie up here in Seattle — last week I got seriously Italian pazzo (close to insane).  Crazed with exhaustion, my body hurting everywhere, I kept looking desperately for a second pair of hands to help me clear and pack, plus take care of all the delayed completions that are just small steps away from Being F_ Finished! Like Alice’s White Rabbit all I could hear 24/7 was: I’m late, I’m late, I’m late!! Until I woke up in the middle of the night, my ‘little girl’ simply stating : I am just TOO SMALL for Saturn. So I called you to say so, out loud. And you picked up your office phone.

And something of how relaxed you were that night with me and ‘my little girl’, I suddenly found myself dropping deeper into loving with you. Like riding on an elevator that abruptly drops, as if it were to fall to the bottom of the elevator shaft, but it doesn’t. Still you feel it in your belly, a shaking jolt downward. And it grabbed me again by surprise, suddenly out-of-nowhere falling vertically-in-love deeper-with-you (oh it’s so hard-to-say exactly, you know).
Mother Goose & Grimm Of course, all there was to do was to change my flight to a later date, still not without it’s anxiety moment.  And then I could start relaxing into just letting delayed things be delayed, and take their Saturnine Time to complete. But until that moment I just could not imagine any delay in seeing you, in our coming together after all our Long Distance Relating — and serious Sehnsucht.

So, to celebrate little girls and elevators, this (new favorite) joke you read me a few months ago:

The elevator in a NY skyscraper is packed with people. Suddenly a tall man screams out in agony. Little Ernie looks up at his mother, “I don’t care, Mum,” he says, “it was in my face so I bit it.”

~your lady, your little girl, and mine ~LP

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