“Every aspect of what happens to us must become part of a learning experience.” — Diane Mariechild
I find this intriguing! And then I suddenly understand!! Our dreams, our hopes, our plans and desires come from a deep inner place that is more than self.
When I am out of balance I get a cold. My head stuffs up, my throat hurts, I sneeze and cough, I am exhausted and vulnerable.
“…..something makes sense, no matter how it turns out.”
I think of the TRUTH I feel when I hear exquisite music. Deep at the very centre of my body……cello, piano, flute, horn……move me to tears.
Clo and I most years went to Quebec City to be with her family over a long Easter holiday weekend. The last few years my daughter Michelle, son-in-law Andrew, and granddaughter Sydney met us there and we all descended upon Clo’s generous brother Richard.
I am longing to be able to write wisely and from my heart about my feelings about Easter. I know I will fall short and disappoint myself. But I am compelled to at least make an attempt. Others have far more sophisticated ideas than I am able to come up with and I would absolutely welcome hearing from anyone who can take this dilemma further for me.
Sometime I think I weep BECAUSE the source is within me…
I am longing for some help in understanding the Easter story…
“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.” – Anais Nin