As you move through your busy day, your busy life, everything a blur, minutes, hours, days, weeks, years, all running into each other, time passing, losing time, wondering where the time has gone, please, please, please, remember to be happy.
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”
I am taking a two-week break from blogging in order to focus on completing a project with a pending deadline. This includes not reading your lovely posts, which I always enjoy, but which can sometimes take my attention away (happily, mind you) from other things for hours. It will be hard to resist not taking a peek, but I am going to force myself to refrain. Please have a lovely couple of weeks and I’ll catch up with you soon.
Love and Peace,
One of the most breathtaking views I’ve ever seen is that of Lady Liberty from the ferry that transports passengers from New York City’s Battery Park to Liberty and Ellis Islands. This is the place where my great-grandparents and my paternal grandfather came to the U.S. in the early 1900s from Europe, immigrants in search of opportunity. Some of their names are engraved on the wall at Ellis Island. I wish I could talk to them now, ask how it felt when first they laid eyes on Lady Liberty after a long journey across the Atlantic. Were they fearful? Hopeful? Relieved? Homesick? Did they cry, too, when they saw her?
“She was beautifully
Out of place.
Sometimes I believe
She intended to be.
Like the moon during the day.”
“No weeping, child. You’ll miss me and you’ll be sad for a while, but there’s no tragedy in the death of an old woman. It’s the way of things.”
~ Granny Cordeilla from Music of the Distant Stars, by Alys Clare
I came across this passage while reading on the day my grandmother died. It made me both smile and cry because it’s exactly what I needed to hear. It is so-called “coincidences” like this that convince me there is a higher power. Sometimes we need to tap into it and sometimes, as in this case, it taps into us.