So fellow travelers, it’s November and suddenly our luxuriously warm and unseasonable weather has flown off with the migrating geese leaving behind chilly winds and rain.
My mood this week mirrors the grey skies viewed from my car as I wait for my morning coffee on my way to work.
Being a long distance mom is a tough challenge.
There comes a point when standing by in support mode is the most essential role we can take on as our kids take charge of their future. At times the need to be there nstead of here just to give my daughters a hug stretches my heart strings so much it physically hurts. It actually physically hurts.
Zen masters teach me time and space are illusions. In my meditations I focus on being present with the love I feel for family. It helps ease some of that ache,
but I still wish I for those hugs.
Editing a photo for an online project I found these words rising from the heartache
Trapped by illusion
Just a shadow of yourself
Hold fast til sunrise
Both my daughters are visiting in the next few months and I will get to give them the hugs I wish for.
Until then I will seek joy in the shadows.
Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.