Hoku and I were in a big open space with a dirt floor playing push hands. After testing our sway and resistance by gently pushing one another’s wrists his energy swept through me in a wave that was the color of his eyes.
Love without form.
I fell down and leaned into him, our noses touching slightly. We stared into each others eyes and I noticed what looked like a contact lens in his left eye. I started crying and told him that he was dead, that this was a dream. “It doesn’t matter” he said “I’ll always be with you.”