Remembering Love

Reminders everywhere

Of something that I once held so dear

Planned my life around

Poured my heart and soul into

The pain is almost unbearable

An aching, nauseating, clenching

I want to run, screaming, flailing against the hurt

And the loss

Instead I sit wrapped in a blue woolen shawl

Itself a reminder, but of the kindness and warmth and love

Of community

I hold it and am held by it, cherishing it, even as I grieve

And navigate the nothingness between no more and not yet

Broken open once again into the fullness of life

And a deeper knowing of love’s own longing to be remembered

As something that is always here and cannot be destroyed.

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Magic

The silkiness of Shadow’s fur

And the gentle rhythm of his breath – and mine – as he curls up at my feet.

I soften into this day.

 

I would love to hear what magic is happening within you and around you in this moment?!

May we open to it and share it, the world needs it!

Now

The morning sun streams down
Casting shadows in one corner even as it warms another
Illuminating uplifting radiating
The vast everchanging aliveness and splendour Of now

We Are This

Made by this
Made for this
Made of this
We are that
Which can never be swept away
We are Love