“Don’t worry, we’ll find a way…”

It was something my Mother used to say when the complexities of life became ‘just a little too big for two hands to manage.’ She understood the propensity of a human heart to falter in the face of adversity; to lose hope when hope was needed most of all. But, more so, she understood me – and, my need to find assurance when challenged with unfamiliar ground.

Oh, and wasn’t she the master of soothing a ‘wounded knee’? Just a few words, a light touch and I was back on my way.

So long as we had each other, nothing was ever ‘too big.’

As I grew older, I began to understand the lesson within her service: that a burden shared is a bond forged.

Was the problem made any less greater? No, of course not. Though, somehow that sense of being ‘swallowed up whole’ diminished. Through her connection, I found my refuge.

In looking back, I now often wonder – was it her presence or my gratitude that lent its courage?

My friends, tomorrow is my birthday – which has created this pause for reflection. My only wish is that we take one simple action to show and share our love to another. Given this memory, I believe it’s well suited 🙂

In peace, my loves…

Namaste ❤