I stand alone in front of our house, tall and proud, bursting with love. My dear one is going away on a trip and I want the last view he has of me to be spirited, optimistic and full of joy. I reach up on my tiptoes, stretching up and up as if I could touch him, although he moves further away from me with every moment. I wave and wave and wave! He turns the corner and is out of my view. I deflate. Something has left me – my spirit, my joy.
But then I shake myself into awareness. I am myself and he is he. And what I have done is send my joy with him so that his journey is not lonely and so that when he sees a magnificent view on his travels he’ll feel like I am there beside him. For we are never truly apart. We are joined at the soul.
The separation is good for us. He needs his space, and I mine. He needs to grow, and so do I. We know this time is full of goodwill and mutual respect. In that respect comes great freedom and happiness. I have no worries that he will not come back to me, for I never ever lose him. How can you lose your heart?
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.