“More Than This”

Everyone has an astral twin, right? I think most of us spend their lives looking for that person. Floating among the Mists of Avalon, I found mine-Morgan. A like-minded Libra, we were born 36 hours apart. We are both chameleons,
But my older astral twin sister always took the lead. When we met, she was a dead head, carelessly cutting class and running off for a week to prance with Jerry Garcia and gang. Later, she cut her hair short, moved to Boston and declared herself a lesbian, for a spell. She carefully chose her words to be supportive, and nurtured me through my teens and 20s. She left for L.A. in 1992 to make it big and was never the same again….L.A. got the best of her.

“It was fun for a while
There was no way of knowing
Like a dream in the night
Who can say where we’re going
No care in the world
Maybe I’m learning
Why the sea on the tide
Has no way of turning
More than this, you know there is nothing
More than this, tell me one thing
More than this, you know there is nothing.”

Thoughts like these are always part of her existential arsenal. Nowadays, we are relegated to long telephone talks twice per year, but I will always be indebted to that thundering being that resonates in my pathos to this day….
hold tight, My Angel…..