Today I post in reverence and may the photo of Mary's hands be the symbol of comfort, guidance and her cloak be snuggly. I have been distracted for the past 12 hours by some love notes that describe heartache, loss and the emotions that are in the spaces between the words. Tears still free flowing as I made an early morning prayer for my friends.
What did you note about hands yesterday?
I am in quiet awe of how the hand CELEBRATION! photo contest has gone from newborn grasp yeserday to final embraces this morning.....
Last night Sean commented I was silent and this was my meditation....Choosing each piece and cutting them and then placing them, then moving them, then......Distracted.
I CELEBRATE! life and the joy, the fear, the grief. Do you ever wish that you could be the puppeteer for your heart when a string is tweaked and you are not prepared for the momentum. But then.....friends are gathered for the show and give hugs and recant remembrances, look to future for goals and plenty of Kleenexes circulate during the intermission.
May this third MARY of mine be a reminder that quiet moments are a part of the healing process and that life is not always the vibrant colors of happiness but shades of grey.
Love and a hug, Em