“The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears.”
Funny how my post the other day affected some people. People were reaching out to Pete (my husband) – “I hear Linda is having a tough time, I am sorry man. Let us know if there is anything we can do. Hang in there.” As if I had a terminal illness or something I would not recover from.
Others responded with I understand how you feel. I have been feeling the same way.
Still others with I don’t understand why a Trump presidency is freaking people out. For this- I have no words.
While I appreciate all the concern, I am right where I need to be right now. I am fine. This is not about causing anyone concern. I am not perfect. I have fallen many times in my life and let people down, but I get back up. Peaks and valleys- that is life. I try to learn from the times when I am in a valley.
This particular valley is about the world around me, the people, the animals, and Mother Earth.
I care about what I leave behind for future generations to deal with.
I care about treating people with dignity and respect. No matter what color their skin (or who they prefer to love) . Or, for heavens sake, what bathroom they want to use.
I have a deep affinity for animals. I have always had rescues because there are too many unloved and abused animals to do anything but.
I care about this beautiful planet. My back yard is a certified Monarch waystation filled with milkweed and flowers. Milkweed is the only plant a Monarch will lay their eggs on. The caterpillars hatch, eat until they are fat and happy. They form a chrysalis and two weeks or so later a butterfly emerges- this is metamorphosis in all its glory.
Honey bees gather pollen from my herbs, vegetables, and flowers. They do this to perpetuate life and make that magical elixir, honey.
I BELIEVE IN God, spirituality, reincarnation. A higher power exists. There is a cycle of life all around us- as an oak drops an acorn and a new tree emerges, so do souls.
I am sensitive- to smells, atmospheres, auras, negative vibes, and positive ones. Too many people around me and I am bombarded with too much to take in. I tend to go into my shell and people perceive me as stand offish. I am only endeavoring to listen.
I want to have deep meaningful conversations as opposed to shallow ones, I WANT TO UNDERSTAND YOU.
Oddly enough, very few people understand me. Pete does, which is only one of the countless reasons why I love and cherish him.
I don’t like parties, I much prefer more intimate settings with people I love and care about. If I love you, I love you with every ounce of love I have to give. Once I love you, I never stop loving you.
In the end, love is ALL that matters. How well did I love? What was the quality of my love? I want people to remember me with fondness and love. It’s the one true thing you can take with you- intangible, invisible, like the air we breathe to live. LOVE.