WOW, ((((((Waves))))))!!
You've even got me inspired
((((((Barbara)))))),
Just trust and believe that The Universe is guiding your steps to where they need to be next.
Waves is right, you are PHENOMENAL!! Your caring and love will come back to you ten-fold.
I'd say sorry about reminding you about all the EX's, but, I just read something yesterday and I thought of you. I know how WORDS click for you.
I read a lot of blogs and I guess because one refers to another and then to another -- they must have the same interests that I do and that's probably why I keep ending up in familiar places. I've been seeing the Mondo Beyondo EVERYWHERE the past few days -- because of the start of the new year, I suppose.
Another thing that I've been seeing is poetry by
Mary Oliver. I know I like her words but I knew nothing about her. So, I looked her up yesterday. She's about the same age as my Brother and my EX. Her poetry is just magic.
These two touched me. I thought they would you, too:
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“It is impossible to fall out of love. Love is such a powerful emotion, that once it envelops you it does not depart. True love is eternal. If you think that you were once in love, but fell out of it, then it wasn't love you were in. There are no 'exit' signs in love, there is only an 'on' ramp.”
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“There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.”
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Barbara, you are loved and you are valued and you are treasured. Believe that.
Quote:
The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.
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BIG HUGS.
Barb