What Is Lonnie's Room?

There is a room in our home to which I navigate more frequently than the others. It makes me feel secure, it is cozy, and it is quiet. From the peak of the room, there is a large rusty metal angel suspended by a very thin wire. It would apear as if the angel is hovering over me, protecting, and always present. The lighting in the room creates a virtual display of dancing shadows around the angel.

Every evening when I am in "MY ROOM", I think of what Luciano de Crescenzo once said, "We are all like one-winged angels. it is only when we help each other that we can fly."

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Tickles the Soul

I find that there is seldom a week go by without receiving a gift in the form of a lesson.  This week I learned that my eyes, being on the rear view mirror, cannot look forward.   We are sometimes sad over what was that is no longer, and it is hard to accept the new.  One of my clients told me this week that she cannot look back because it brings too much pain.  She must look toward the future and new life she is going to buld for herself.  Life has forever changed and she must change with it if she ever wants to be happy again. I was proud that she had come that far in her grieving process in a short time. Her comments have lingered in my mind and I wonder if I can let go of something I remember as being good and successful.  We, as humans, have a tendency to only remember the good and  discard the bad.    Am I guilty of that?  Probably, but will keep this in mind as I make attempts to redecorate the rooms of my mind .  Suzanne Willis Zoglio wrote in one of her books, "I take the time to look inside; I have the wisdom in my heart; I dream new dreams.... release the old; I live a life that tickles my soul." 

What tickles your soul?

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