Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Currie's Gratitude 16 December 2014

And in my head, a person who was out walking and walking in the dark comes to a little house with a light on. Waits at the door for a moment, and then goes in. Finds such a welcome that she stays.   [Elizabeth Berg, True to Form]

Sometimes, in just the right sort of light, I see myself standing off in a bit of a distance. Like watching someone else, or even just a hint of someone else, and I wonder…

I surely never imagined myself on this particular road that is My Life Now. I think this might BE why I don’t write stories, per se. Yet as I go walking on, one foot in front of the other one, I sometimes see a light in the distance and hope I will BE welcome.

Anything we have, we are only borrowing. Anything. Any time.   [Elizabeth Berg, True to Form]

Life has BEcome much softer for me since realising this. Nothing is “mine” and I no longer have that autopilot reaction to “hold on” to anything, even anyone. This is rather remarkable.

Sometimes it seems like a little moment brings a whole world with it.   [Elizabeth Berg, True to Form]

And whatever that is, it always thrills me a little. Or a lot. I love the little moments.

I love you, Currie

1 comment:

Rita said...

It is good to be thrilled. :) :)