“My own eyes are not enough for me; I will see through those of others.” ~C.S. Lewis…
The things we take for granted. 6 days ago I walked out of my house to attend a widows meeting able to see out of both my eyes, I returned home only able to see out of one eye. I’ve lost vision in my right eye. Possibly a detached retina, right now no clear answer. Next appointment is Wednesday for another ultrasound……
In the meantime, all I can ‘see’ is blurred light and some shadows..daytime is obviously better then nighttime….
I’m doing my best to remain optimistic. It’s scary. It’s frustrating. I find myself going back and forth, thinking the worst and wondering how I’m going to function and live if this can’t be healed…will I ever be able to use my Nikon again?…drive myself long distances?
I’m also telling myself not to go down that road just yet…….my retina specialist is proving to be a good guy who’s main objective is to get me my vision back, so once again I am Grateful for the people I’m led to.
“In darkness God’s truth shines most clear.” ~Corrie ten Boom~
AND….On the bright side…I’ve got sight in my left eye!!!
I had this tucked away in my DayOne Journal. I love that it has the feature of daily reminders of past journal entries….this is one from 4 years ago. I wish I could take credit for writing it….but it’s worthy of a share.
“I do not want to fill my void.
I want my void wide open.
Open to the elements of life.
I want to feel it empty, deep and hollow.
I want to simmer in its pain
and rejoice in its ecstasy.
I want my void to be clean
I will not fill it with
suggestions and masks
such as addictions.
I shall fill it with that
which makes me whole.
Music, poetry, giving,
sharing, friendship, dance,
love, joy, literature, words,
meaning, and nutrients.
A void is simply an
acute awareness of oneself.
An inner intuition of feeling.
A depth. A meaning.
A true presence to yourself.
That VOID is right where it belongs.
Inside of ME.”
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I will not attempt to mend my cracks, but instead let them shine as battle wounds. They are my beauty marks of life, and together with my cracks I (we) will take all my (our) learned knowledge and proceed.
I am a beautiful mosaic of the cracks that tell my story…..
Last week I was treated to a special day with a special friend. Tess, my Chincoteague neighbor, who happens to live here in NC, treated me to a visit to the North Carolina Museum Of Art to view the Georgia ÓKeeffe exhibit. Our last visit was 11 months ago, so spending the day with her was good for my Soul.
My Soul-Sistar 💫
It was my first visit to an art museum…can’t wait to go back. I was drawn to Georgia’s work, and the quote hound in me was drawn to her words as well.
I was also drawn to the works of another artist on display .. and I’m soooo mad at myself as I deleted the photo with her info 🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♀️
What she did was travel around the US, and every 25 miles stopped and took a photo and then painted it. Brilliant if you ask me!!!
My journey is a sacred one. A wild one. It’s one of self-exploration. My path at times will be blocked by obstacles, which will give me time to pause and reflect….. there will be detours that will alter the course I am taking, those changes in direction will allow me to see and feel things that I might not have….. I know, undoubtedly, as MY journey unfolds, I will continue to embrace my complex soul .. all of Her, and I will continue to ride my Winds Of Change…….
I AM IN CHARGE OF MY ATTITUDE TODAY! HAPPINESS IS MY CHOICE!!!