5 - My childhood glimpse of being Love
This story goes way back to my childhood. After it happened it got buried totally in my memory for several decades, but when I look back now, I can feel how this one brief incident was there in my subconscious driving a yearning whose origination I couldn't quite place... I was probably 8 or 9 years old. I was in the back seat of our car as my family was making the five-hour drive from our home in southern Minnesota to our cabin on the North Shore of Lake Superior, which we did several times a year. I think it must have been winter, because it was dark, and if it had been summer, we would have arrived already before it got dark. So it was winter, and we were getting close to arriving, and it was dark, and I was sitting in the back seat of our car. My mom was in the front passenger seat, and my dad was driving. My brother must have been sitting on the other side of the back seat, too, but I don't remember that detail. In my memory, I'm actually sitting crouched down on the f...