If you look it up, there is no real synonym for the heart, no one word that means quite the same thing.
I decided to do… something that got me moving through the world in a way that reminded me of how beautiful it can be, and that I needed to enjoy each and every day while I can.
Quite often in life, I’ve had to do things I didn’t like to do… taking on the task of running might seem like small potatoes at first, in reality it was more akin to climbing a mountain…
… I felt what I wanted now was to get out into the world again. To be a part of it, to be connected once more.
I see the divine close at hand every day, and have never felt the need to find it in a church or give it a name of any kind.
Like Scarlett O’Hara, I felt like I was running back to Tara to find some strength. Only my Tara was about 1600 square feet with a cemetery just beyond the backyard.
… gardens can be a place to escape to, someone’s own magical world they create all for themselves.
there is only that instant… when it returns… and I know such warmth again… when understanding dawns.
All it took was one small, beautiful moment to remind me.
It’s helped me remember that times come and go in life, including those creative peaks and valleys.