I grew up hearing the phrase “you can never have too much of a good thing”. To me this always seemed like such a positive saying, brimming with so much potential for good and splendor. I have found that I no longer only see it in a positive light, however.

I went home last weekend and was so content and at peace with all avenues of my life, literally nothing could ruin my outlook or perspective. I was surrounded by sunshine, balmy weather, and everyone and everything I love in California. I surfed to my heart’s content, ate rich food, and kept great company. And I felt full. Full of everything, full of love for my life and love for who I was in that moment.

As I drove the familiar road home from the beach one late afternoon, I realized that I was aching. I loved all of this so much, but it was seemingly being wasted because no one could see it. No one could experience these feelings as I did, or to the degree that I did. I knew that it was because somehow over the years, all of these people I have been surrounded by have taken advantage of what we have.

I am blessed beyond measure, and I believe one of my greatest blessings of all is that I recognize and am appreciative of these blessings.

But I need someone to share my life with, someone to soak up my already saturated heart. I need to open myself to new adventure, to new kinds of beauty and, most of all, to new knowledge. Because there is no such thing as too much of a good thing, but there is such a thing as too much of good thing alone. I need a soul mate that can see into my mind and let the electricity of my passion and thought awaken their heart. For they might not understand with their brain but if they love me, they can see the energy for its beauty even if the radiance is muted or different from my vision. This I need desperately, or else I fear my appreciation and zestful love of this life will overflow. I fear that I won’t have room for anything else and these beautiful thoughts and views will pool at my feet, too far gone to regain.