At the retreat, I wrote this note:
My Beloved,
Your love lifts me to great heights. It carries me in unexpected directions. It drives me to exciting places. Now here, now there, on ever wonderful adventures.
Your Beloved
Then I blew up a balloon, let the air out until almost none was left, and tied it. Next I tied a string to the balloon and tied the note to the string.
What did I do with the balloon? You’ll find out later.
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