In bed, last Saturday night, I am feeling so much warmth and sweetness.
Downstairs, our two Airbnb rooms are full and this is a big part of what's making my own heart feel so rich: In "The Yes Room" is a father and daughter team. They arrived in the early evening, both looking deeply tired, the kind of really good tired. The dad, a man in his 60's, explained to me that he had traveled to our area to watch his daughter (in her late 20's, I am guessing) dive. She is a diver and he is her dad, so he traveled all the way here to be with her while she did what she loves to do. In "The Nest" is a lovely woman, who has traveled most of the day to get here. Tomorrow she will take a two hour boat that will lead her to her 11-year old daughter. Her kid has been at camp for two weeks, and has two more weeks to go, so her mom is bringing her a home-made roasted chicken and a gluten free berry pie. And a whole big helping of mama love. In the last couple of days, people have traveled to our home (someone on 4 different buses) to come give our furry girl some love, which she needed. Time, money, energy spent on Being There. Just BEING THERE. Making love a verb, not just a concept. As I closed my eyes to go to sleep, I took one big breath-full of the love resting under our roof. Just when you think that there is no way love will find you... it often does. In this case, against the odds, against so many odds. This is the story of Muffy and Chris, featured in a short New York Times documentary. I believe that their story will find a place inside your heart. We LOVE something. So much. Maybe it's a place, maybe it's a relationship, maybe it's a home. We love it so much that we are very afraid of seeing it go away. We love it so much that we think that what we love so much has to everything do with IT. That without IT, we would lose everything, We forget how much of IT has to do with US. The place - it has so much to do with who WE are, in that place. How we see things, how we act, how we show up. The relationship - at least half of it is us. What we bring to it, who we are in it. The home - without US, what would it be, really? Without our choices, our energy, our US-NESS? Let's not dismiss what we bring to the wonderful pieces of our lives. Let's not forget how much of it is US - and therefore never lost. |
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