Thursdays have become one of my favorite days. Mostly because of the Love. I have found it one of the most pleasurable pastimes now, to collect image after image of Love as I find it (or maybe more as it finds me) through my lens. Literally, figuratively, symbolically, true.
Within the last year or so of my life, I feel like I’ve hit somewhat of a stride. I’ve been contently chugging away; on track and on time, sure and steady, authentic and real. I recognize I’m evolving into the person I want to be. Softer, kinder, more gentle—to others and to myself. I’m more open, more in balance, more aware. More loving. Maybe that’s why Thursdays feel so good. I’m happy with where I’m at and where I am going.
Usually.
But there are always those days. Days like today where my peace train is jolted by an unexpected and violent derailment. My body tenses and my throat burns triggered by a raging range of emotions. The screech and spark of metal on metal permeate my very core as I try desperately to avoid the inevitable crash. To no avail, petty thoughts and past baggage pile up like boxcars jarred and jackknifed, one on top of the other, twisted and tangled.
Sometimes I forget that to be one’s best self you must pay attention and keep your eyes on the road. I am reminded, as I sit here amidst the smoldering wreckage, when you lose sight of Love, you lose your way. The road got dark and somehow I dropped the map.
With Love long gone, I slowly pick myself up, battered and bruised. The only thing I can do now is look for Grace. Grace will help me find Love. They’re old friends. And thankfully I know that they are no strangers to messes like this one. I also know they’ll help me clean things up and get back on track when I’m ready. And as that morning whistle blows, you’d better believe I’m letting Love take the wheel.
My Love Thursday photo is an ode not only to Love but to her true companion Grace.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Losing Sight of Love
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16 comments:
Beautiful and well said! :D
Tracey, I hope your train will find it's way back on the track and if it doesn't take the same route as before, perhaps a better one awaits.
A unique, special and perfect life analogy...love the shot, as well.
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this might be your best yet, trace. beautiful. just beautiful.
killllling me kid, just killlling ME!
so, so, so delicious!
a lovely post, tracey...
Beautiful, Tracey. I'm going to have to chew on this one a bit...
*Hugs* to you...
Excellent post and full of gems of truth and moments of empathy. Keeping your eyes on the road: the best way not to fall I'm told as one gets older --me, not you. Something to do with balance.
Thanks for sharing!
oh, this one is definitely getting "clipped" and saved.
thank you, tracey for opening up your heart and letting us take a peek. it is so beautiful.
This was a beautiful post. I know I have very similar feelings at times. (Thanks for stopping by my photo page.)
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I'll sit in for Grace if ya need me to...I'm always here.
XO
K
You have an amazing way with words. I respect your thoughts and heart and love the way you express yourself, it is beautiful.
God Bless you!
Grace is truly a beautiful thing! I do believe you can't know grace without knowing love first. Grace has stepped in for me at times in the past when love crashed.
thanks everyone for you encouraging words. i have resurfaced from my 'bad day' to see things with more clarity.
thanks for caring and sorry mom...i didn't mean to worry you.
: )
I glad to have read this after your comment was posted. Still, sending hugs, love and good stuff your way.
And your words, you've spoken for each of us...on at least one day in our lives.
Breathtaking, beautiful and poignant. Exactly what I needed to read today. Thank you Tracey
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