"We are all broken and wounded in this world. Some choose
to grow strong at the broken places."
Harold J. Duarte-Bernhardt
Yesterday with temperatures reaching high 50's, I met with a 'cherished' friend for a long walk at the park. With the sun shining on our faces, we found laughter oozing from our cooped up souls. There were no strangers, just friendly faces excited to be back outside with dog lovers, strollers, screeching geese and a gentle breeze.
For over two decades, we have walked sharing both joy and sorrow. We have allowed ourselves to be 'seen' and simply present in vulnerable moments. It is in this space, my favorite park, that I am reminded that the broken human spirit can be healed. We must choose who will surround us and where we will be best nourished.
There is hope with each step I take that there is healing available while all else falls apart. There may be little that I can do, but maintaining peace of mind ushers in clarity. Insight helps me to embrace reality and simply be present for myself and others. I will return to this park, often, to be reminded that I am never-ending love.
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