We, Are Small

The water has been tremendously helping me to heal mentally. The continuous visits each week, just connecting to the same areas of the waters and nature. It's something small that I really needed, but it really isn't that small.

We, are small. Even the world, is small.

A mere speck in the huge divide that we get the privilege to be a part of right now. I sat in the sand and watched it rain somewhere off in the distance, on some folks that were probably thinking they had better things to be doing, like sitting on the beach.

That bit of rain, in that certain spot, watching it from afar while it rained on people unknown to me, made me think about how frankly, none of us are going to be here for a long time. I think we all want to be present for the right times, and in return, the good times.

We, are small. Even the world is small too, but the universe is big enough to hold onto everything about us that we are yet to even know.

I think if you don't listen to it, it gets louder, and louder, until you are sat there wondering why there is no other way. The universe told us why, and we chose not to listen. It screamed in our faces, what and when the right times would be, and some of us missed those messages. We either didn't notice, or didn't hear them.

The loud echo of her voice.

I thought about my relationship, and how blessed I am to have a man that truly loves me and shows that to me daily. I thought about how the universe kept bringing us together until we both listened.

I thought about Eric, about his sense of humor. and I thought about our friendship over the last thirteen or fourteen years. I thought about why the universe chose him...

But we cannot have life without death.

Life and death have been friends since the beginning of time. Life gives endless gifts to death, and death keeps them forever.

We, are small.

Death is not something that happens TO life, it happens IN life.

Then I realized, I had contradicted what I had just thought about. The universe didn't choose him. Life chose him, and death happened in the course of his life. The universe accepted him.

Overall, we are never really done healing, because we are always changing. Adapting. Nobody really notices, because we, are small.