The Creator
I am stunned. I’m overwhelmed. I don’t move from my seat at the kitchen table yet in some strange way I feel a part of me detach itself and observe what’s unfolding from a place up above. I can feel tears coming and I can follow their path as they make their way to the surface. It’s like opening the outside tap and watching the garden hose swell as the water makes its way through. I watch with a sense of knowing and expectancy. The tears come, the water flows. There is release.
Were you watching from somewhere up above like this detached part of me was? Did you see what unfolded? Did you contribute to it in some way? Was there a plan to touch my heart to such depths that I would be rendered speechless by the goodness and generosity of people? Was there a predetermined course for these events or do they fall somewhere under the umbrella of random acts of kindness?
Are they confirmations, proofs that come to me as an aside in my search and my questioning of what my beliefs are around the human person? Around counselling and what theoretical slant my practice will have? All these questions float through my mind as I consider and contemplate the generosity that has come our way in the form of gifts in the last 24 hours.
Just as I had resigned myself to a quiet Christmas at home, of not making the trip to Alberta, of not going to the Christmas party for the school this Sunday, and of not seeing our children and grandchildren, along came a whole change of events. As I came home to share with my partner about tickets for the party being placed in my hand, she had her own surprise package to share with me. Through the love and generosity that I always believe is inherent in everyone’s heart, we have received the gift of a means to make the trip after all. It was a lot to take in.
Lessons I am learning. People are genuinely good. Love is stronger than fear. Love has the power to touch pain. It is much easier to be at the giving then at the receiving end of things and there is a lesson at both ends of the spectrum. Trust is a big word. It takes a long time to assimilate its true meaning.
Writefullly Yours
Annette
3 comments:
I am SO very happy that you will be able to visit with children and grandchildren this Christmas. Yes, people ARE good; and you and Andree are both deserving of this
goodness and love.
warm hugs...pat
Beautiful blessings for two of the most deserving people! Enjoy every minute of your holiday!
Love, Paula
This is the season for miracles Annette. A time to give and a time to receive. You have given all year and now you have received the gift of family for Christmas. And you do trust, otherwise you would have thrown in the towel a long time ago. Safe travels my friend. Merry Christmas.
love always,
Phillis xoxoxxoxo
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