Contributing photographer, Andrea Lekare, captured a wonderful ephemeral moment. Andrea is my cousin’s daughter from Mexico. Thanks, Andrea.
Our heart has an amazing capacity. Without much effort at all, it refills-with love, compassion, and tenderness. If you don’t believe me, take notice the next time someone makes you angry. We don’t don’t stay angry forever.
Why do you think we try so hard to build walls and fortresses around our hearts?
We are afraid of being hurt, yet again.
I know. We desperately want to protect our hearts from pain.
But have you ever noticed how hard we have to work to build the protective walls and fortresses around the heart?
Have you ever thought about it?
It’s so easy to “say” that we will never love again, or no one will ever get that close again…but to maintain that stance actually is a lot of work.
Because, the heart returns to love as naturally as breathing.
Our heart fills to the brim and can’t help but overflow -we need to give AND receive love.
That is why the lack of love is so painful, why we search for others willing to accept the love we have to offer and are disappointed when we feel rejected.
Humans need to give and be given:
companionship–sharing fun and laughter, play, adventure and everyday life
help -someone to have our back
Individually, we are a drop but together we are an ocean. Drop by drop, the ocean of love in our hearts streams outward without ever draining itself completely dry. The heart is constantly refilling.
And honestly, isn’t it worth the risk?
I’m not convinced we could stop if we tried. I think, the heart will always seek other hearts to accept its spillage. In fact, I’m pretty sure of it.
Go ahead, let drops begin to trickle outward…until the flow becomes a stream and together we produce an ocean of love.
Someone is thirsty for the compassion you have to give. And a hug is a great place to start (just in case, you need a little help to get going!) 🙂
Cee’s Black and White Challenge: Water From A Drop To An Ocean
My flowers are blooming. Spring is here and I’m excited by the sun’s warmth today.
Just the motivation I needed for a walk today.
My husband agreed to come with me. He decided to check out the camping ground for a friend.
While he did that I snapped a couple of photos of a NZ magnolia. Being the novice photographer that I am, I didn’t get a great shot. Looks like I have more to learn yet. Don’t we all?
Played with a shot of the sea through the playground. A lot going on in that photo. Sometimes an idea works and sometimes it doesn’t.
We walked down to the light house because I knew there would be gardens blooming there and I love the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks. That sound is calming, isn’t it?
I was right, blossoms are bursting forth. Look at that the water. It is glistening!
The waves did not disappoint…can you just hear them? My troubles were splashing away as I stood there with my eyes closed breathing quietly…at least for a few moments anyway.
Moving along, as hubby doesn’t stay in one place for very long. Try as I might to get him to feel the moment, just breathe with me…he’s too busy for all that. lol. We are very different species, eh?
The flowers along this path looked as if they were just waking, leaning toward the sunshine with the fresh morning dew covering their pedals.
We weren’t the only ones out enjoying the day. Tourists were taking in the view. I even took photos for a lady who drove down from Christchurch to have her hair done in Bluff. What? She really did.
London is 18,958km from here…too far to walk, I think.
Dog Island is closer. There are no dogs there but my husband says there are plenty of white pointers (sharks!) won’t be heading out there anytime soon either.
Although, it made an interesting photo, someone smashed the glass baluster. What a shame.
Time to leave the point and head back home…
Just a conversation or two with the locals…
and a few more photographs along the way.
Hope you enjoyed walking with me.
Have a great day!
At 7:47 am this morning, my phone signalled that I had a text. I was still asleep and not quite sure I was ready to wake up. I almost ignored it. However, at the second beckoning, I reached for the phone and read, “if you get up and get dressed there is a big seal on the beach where Jake and Ella play.”
My husband knows I get very excited when I’m afforded the opportunity to be close to sea creatures. How close depends on how safe I’ll be. Nonetheless, I usually want to give it a go.
I dressed quickly, grabbed my camera and made my way across the street to the beach where my grandchildren love to play when they visit.
As I approached the shoreline, it was like the sea and it’s dwellers were dancing with joy electrified at the birth of springtime. It was amazing! I wondered what I had missed by sleeping away morning hours as I often do.
I thought, “it’s not celebrating the day like every other creature I’ve seen. It must be sunbathing”. The closer I got, it didn’t move, didn’t scurry away as I expected. It was still, covered in sand, motionless. My excitement turned to worry. I wondered if it was alright.
I called out to it, it ignored me.
After a while, a local who was walking his dog came inquiring if it was alive. I affirmed that it was but not moving. He explained that she (oh, “it” is a “she”) had been here yesterday with her new born pup but the pup died.
Died? She lost her baby? Yesterday?
I sat with her for over an hour talking to her about what I imagined she must be feeling. For my heart was familiar with the pain of grief.
Shock. Fear. Loneliness. Anger. Exhaustion. Emptiness. Sadness.
She lifted her head and looked at me. Her eyes were sad and I am sure that her mouth had formed a frown. Maybe I’m crazy, but I sensed her broken heart. I think she sensed I was offering understanding.
I continued to talk to her.
“I know, it hurts. Loosing something we love, hurts. And it’s heart wrenching. I know.”
At that, she lay back down, motionless.
Many years have passed since the day I was awakened to the experience of grief but I’ve learned that grief has no expiration date. The sting is not as shocking but it never ceases to amaze me how unexpectedly it knocks at my heart’s door.
I promise, I will share my story with you. After all, it is part of my journey to finding emotional healing. But not today.
Today, I want to share a few important lessons I learned about grief.
1. The shock hits like a lightening bolt. Prepared or not (and I categorically was not prepared), it’s a sucker punch to the heart.
2. Bereavement is like a waterfall. At the beginning, it seemed I had been plummeted to the pool below, tossed and tumbled in the fury of the flow. I felt powerless and numb. I was desperately hoping that I was moments from waking from a nightmare.
3. Death and grief make people uncomfortable. There were awkward encounters.
4. People offer support. It was valuable even when I didn’t know how to accept it.
5. People tell you things that are not true about grief. They mean well. It’s important to be honest with them when what they say doesn’t help. You can help take the pressure off of them by assuring them that just being there is more than enough.
6. The world doesn’t stop. It’s hard for others to understand that when their life resumed to a state normalcy yours didn’t.
7. Normal feels completely foreign. You are forever changed. Grief is not only about mourning what you lost but the process of discovering a new normal.
8. Grief does not submit itself to a time limit. Times does not heal all wounds. Your response to grief will change over time and the intensity of the emotions will decrease.
9. There are grief triggers everywhere. Don’t panic. After 32 years, today, when grief was triggered by a saddened seal, my thoughts revisited the pain and my heart reached out in my blog hoping to help a hurting heart.
10. When I was ready to live my life again, it did not mean I was disloyal to the one I lost. Although my life was forever changed; living, loving and pursuing happiness was proof that the love he left imprinted on my heart made me stronger, better, and bolder. I allowed his legacy to be about embracing life rather than the devastation of loss.
💖now that you are gone, my heart is broken. because you once were here, it is completely filled with love.💖-unknown
Anyone who has lost a loved one knows you don’t “recover”. Instead, you learn to incorporate the absence and memories into your life and channel your emotional energy into others, and eventually, your grief will walk beside you instead of consuming you” -unknown
Finally, if you are grieving, listen to your heart. Ask for help when you need it. Talk about your loved one when you need to (you will have a trusted friend who will know that bringing up the subject is a healthy thing to do). Feel. Cry. Love. Remember. Live. Hug…hug those you love…ALOT.
Reader, if you have been in the presence of a mourner and feel they may find some comfort in what you are reading, please share this post. However, please make it clear that they should read it when they and their heart are ready.
Sending my love and a great BIG HUG!
i spent the day home alone yesterday (remember i did a happy dance?).
i decided to grab my camera, take a drive and snap…snap…snap…
and i am sharing them with you today.
enjoy the photos…
maybe close your eyes imagine the smell of the sea air.