Another day, another season, another thread in the Tapestry. The cycle of life complete for some, just beginning for others, shadowed with grief and heartache for those in the throes of recent loss .

    Still yet, in the aftermath of cloud and storm, displaced and alone, there are bright spots too. Extraordinary moments of beauty and magic, a sudden sense of wonder, the sweet love of those who care, and here and there, the unexpected appearance of way-showers.

   I had that recently...A random stranger, a look in the eye, a handshake, and when speaking of the heart-ache of longterm caretaking, looming death and life on hold, the words,
   " But you know, that is living too."

    And it really is. Every time, place, person and experience is woven into the Tapestry, set up by a prescient, yet mysteriously unfathomable force. The great Hand at work. Who are we to take askance at the carefully orchestrated burdens placed upon us? Who are we to buck and whine at the profound truths that shatter our self-made realities, and that, if we are  fortunate, bring us to our knees, as well as to tears?

    Yes, life goes on, and so too does love. The two are eternally linked and intertwined. There is no escape or turning back of the tides. Life is love, and love is life, how could any one of us, in our right minds and hearts, wish for it to be any other way...

Love and Blessings,
​SvG










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