The present of presence

The 'ole days just passed have been another productive inner working cycle. Very much like the retrograde energy of cosmic traffic created when planets appear (from Earth's vantage point) to be going in a backward direction, the 'ole days give us a chance to slow down the outward go-get-'em masculine energy of new projects and clean house in smaller increments. Approximately every two weeks (give or take a day or two) the energy of the moon is geared toward internal or repairing/cleaning. Last night Pete and I lay in the darkness of a Christmas evening and spent the final night of the 'ole cycle, the night called 'Ole Pau (ole finishing) engaged in one of the most comforting and longest-time rituals. Born in the days when my small family shared a small house, we talked after the lights were turned off, talked until we all fell asleep. That is what Pete and I did to end Christmas, 2009. Tucked under the warmth of quilt and blankets we started to chat. We went back to years when we were first together living on Maui in Iao Valley, new to each other and newly in love. We moved through the years in the darkness of our wheeled wagon and lost track of time. We talked and talked. We cleared space. We revisited past times. We exchanged dreams and proposed new insight. In the dark insight is so clear. We named each other. We saw each other clearly. We listened without rushing to be next. We offered each other the present of presence. We talked until we fell asleep. We fell asleep and slept deeply until dawn, filled with a satisfaction that we had been heard.

Do you offer yourself as the present of presence? Are you given that same present?