Beyond looking
Is seeing
When we’re open, we see more. Last evening, I was feeling lonely. I carry around at least one heart shaped rock in my handbag at all times. This is the one who lives in there right now.
I was wrapped in my super lofty scarf/blanket, and felt I wanted to hold the stone for a feeling of groundedness. I looked down at it and immediately saw this sweet face. A friend, I thought. I am not alone. I am never alone. I am held and I am loved. This is my sign.
I just wanted to pass that along for the week ahead. We are never alone, even at our most bereft. Tomorrow is coming, and today can always be changed in one breath.
Peace. Love.
Allison
You always manage to write what we need to hear when we need to hear it. Further proof we're all on this ride together, maybe? IDK, but thank you.
Hey from SC. Is there anywhere I can email you? Hayes’ song “Help Me Remember” has become more and more important to and I’m scared.