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Oceans Wisdom |
| Name: |
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Barb Patterson (Barbie) |
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Jun 7, 06 - 11:26 AM |
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jaybarbpatt@yahoo.com |
| Website: |
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http://spirit circle |
| Message: |
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Feeling a bit lonely one night,I decided to take a walk along the ocean. The soft wind spraying salt water on my face felt cool and the moon was shinning so bright it seemed to light my path. As I lifted my eyes to search for you, I felt a tear beginning to fall and I fell to my knees in the soft white sand and cried out! "Where are you?" "Are you ok?" "I never got to say goodby." Out of nowhere an old man appeared and asked me if I was ok, I wiped my eyes and replied no, I hurt so much and and wonder how I can go on. This old man had blue eyes the color of deep blue saphires and I felt he was looking deep into my soul. He helped me up and we continued to walk not saying much but somehow I knew he understood.
Nearing my home, this old man raised wrinkled weatherbeaten hands and said "Child you are never alone.Look at the stars all sparkling like diamonds, these are to guide you on your darkest days. He gestered to the ocean and said, Child this this is the power and strength you can draw on to pull you through your despair. He picked up a handful of sand letting it sift through his strong old hands and explained to me that as the sand washes in and out with the tide, so will my pain. The wind blew harder and he wrapped his tattered old coat closer to him . He told me not to be afraid , that the wind would lift me up and carry me in its wing until I was able to stand alone. He smiled and said that when the sun rises in the morning, the warmth will fill my heart and soul with love and the light from above will refresh and enlighten my being.. I wanted to thank this old man but when I turned around , he was gone. With a smile on my face I looked toward the sky just in time to see a shooting star and I knew, that just as the sun sets in the morning and rises at night, that I would too . This wise old man was an angel sent to me when I needed it most. Listening to the soft roar of the waves lapping unto shore, I closed my eyes and I knew I would be ok, for we are never truly alone. |
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