Attaining Heartship

The last of the dahlias. The plant a gift from pilgrims in early summer.
Wiley with the buck he harvested saturday, autumn at the ranch.

Sometimes it seems a long way to anywhere from where we stand. And sometimes we have a certain clarity because we seem to be near the center of things. Ah, that seems so like being on a labyrinth, yes? There we sometimes get very near the center as we travel and it benefits us even though there is more trail and we are not at the end yet. Great connection Felipé.

We must operate here on this earth from a position of occasionally glimpsing the truth, the goodness and the beauty. We charge our batteries while we can because the glimpse is a glimpse and never permanent. It slips away for one reason or another just as the trail snakes away from the center of the labyrinth to send us exploring some misty byway.

It seems to take a lot of energy to maintain when we don’t feel at our best out there at the edge of things. Our solid feeling that we grasped so well yesterday is just a memory. What sustains us to have the faith that we need to continue when things are ragged in the outer reaches? I think now this is the purpose of this new word, heartship, that has come along. It appeared a few weeks ago as a mutation of the word hardship in my auto correct.

Having heart or fortitude or toughness or resilience is what we need. Not that we are inventing a new thing here but we are reviewing something long known. But that’s fine and as it should be as many have walked on this trail before us.
Heartship, we are seeing where it fits in all this.

Monday morning walk is coming up in a few moments. It is a little foggy and very still out there. The rains of the last few days as soaked in the ground. Getting close to starting to fill the feeders for our birds.

Monday morning loves, Felipé.

4 thoughts on “Attaining Heartship”

  1. Querido Felipe,

    I love this post… it speaks so clearly what we experience so frequent… both the glimpses and the shadows, and the heart trying to navigate along… is that what heart-ship means, right? Having grown up on a beach during the summers, the lighthouses always fascinated me… there can be no certainty of a sure destination if the light is not accompanied by the darkness…

    Navigating hearts love,
    Cris
    (back at home and getting ready to welcoming your friend!!!!!!!!!)

    1. Hey Cris ~ glad you are back with us. I am back too after my two trips. Trying to settle into my old rhythm of writing which has proven a little challenging. But glad you liked today’s offering. Yes, my old friend Jim should be down there soon. I don’t know the dates but I urged him to contact you to get things started. Anyway, how is spring progressing there? Is it alive with flowers and little tweetie birds? Hehe. Good to hear from you, Felipé.x

    1. Nancy ~ balm is our business I guess. This period isn’t easy for anyone. Time to buoy each other up. Felipé.x

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