What better place to set out on such a path than in relation to the one I love most, whose heart I have broken open, and who in turn has broken mine open on so many occasions? Here with her I have seen all my angels and demons rise up before me. I have tried to find salvation and failed, and have discovered hidden treasure where I least expected it. I have run in terror and have been the terrorist. I have cursed my partner and fallen down beside her in gratitude. I have been stunned by the truth of her words and the deceit in my own heart. I have imagined her to be my enemy and known her to be my greatest friend. We have danced and played and cried together long into the night. And the deeper our love grows, the more mindful I am of death's silent, relentless approach.
— John Welwood, Love and Awakening