Please remove all flowers within 14 days.
These words welcomed me off a beaten path and into a small cemetery, hidden-hillside. A simple sign tacked loosely into the bark of pine — its message hung so sadly within me. A request to deport love I assumed – to remove, to rid, to dismiss. All the flowers brought to then be gone. It felt heavy like the day I was in, grey and fog-hinted.
I braved the welcome, however, and continued on, in honor of the dates and names I found rising under painfully-paced footfalls. With each seemingly tragic and deathly step, hints of rain turned the edges of my mouth up; the dance of sunshine and clouds reminding me that the day was stunning and beautiful in its own right.
Within almost half-a-breath’s notice, that same hidden-hillside message, off a beaten path and tacked loosely into the bark of pine, rose joyfully within me. A request to allow love I assumed – to care for, to tend to, to nurture. All the flowers gone to then be brought. It felt ideal like the day I was in, grey and fog-hinted.
I am learning the word, love, five-decades-in. It is relentless in interpretation and owns textures that most are unable to recognize, grasp or tolerate — I think. I hope we are all eager for deeper understanding now.
Love is our super-duper human-power, and it has our loving list growing & growing….
- We can experience pain & sadness & worry without losing ourselves.
- We can let go.
- We can push beyond the status quo.
- We can grow beyond our flaws.
- We can learn how to laugh fuller and with more joy.
- We can hold on to trust, gratitude and patience.
- We can know that what comes, goes. And what goes, comes back around even better.
- We can put eyes on the world in new & wonderful ways.
- We can wake up early or stay up late for the conversation we need to have.
- We can flip-over and fill-in-blanks.
We are as full and valuable as we always were. Let’s rally our superpower.
