Encouragement

I have been inspired today to write about the many very encouraging comments I have received over the last few weeks. As I have said on a few occasions, this blog was initiated as a means to keep in touch with those back home. It then developed into the posting of my book, something I had not anticipated. Once again, since posting the last story of the book, I feel I have found a different voice, a different purpose for the blog. Nothing was really planned, it just seemed to have mind of it’s own, leading me to this day, inspired by a strangers comment, well many comments from strangers in fact.

I remember being worried at the beginning there would not be enough for me to talk about, especially when I found myself fairly stationary in Apuela. Surprisingly there seems to be enough of interest in my daily existence to share fairly frequently. Recently someone asked me if it was much work to write like this, and I have to say that there is quite a bit of planning that goes into it. There is actually quite a bit of time spent preparing, writing, photographing, compiling and editing, all very worthwhile however. It has become something I enjoy very much as I continue to discover more about myself. Wherever I go, whatever simple chore I find myself doing, Has led me to believe I have learned to see life through a different lens, noticing details of my environment in a way I hope will be of interest to those who are following me as I journey through this chapter of my life. At the beginning I also remember worrying about what I said, doing my best not to say things which may upset different people. This made me wonder how many of us work hard to be politically correct rather than say what we really feel. While this may have it’s place, this way of thinking, I realized it was no longer the way I wished to be. I have begun to speak about issues, voicing my opinion, saying things which I was often afraid to say out loud before coming here.

During my life, I have found myself concerned far too often with the opinions of others regarding me. How does one grow if we do not express ourselves, if we do not accept the difference of opinions we have and work with them, allowing them space. While in group therapy, we all learned the value of expressing our feelings through writing, a tool I have benefited greatly from over the years. The idea of expressing myself in this way, inspired the use of the many journals kept while I went through the emotional difficulties as I began to recall my past. Looking back on those journals, I was embarrassed by the childish writing skills, but they were nonetheless filled with valuable information which I relied on heavily while writing my book Finding Home.

Thinking also of the many wonderful memories, which have been of great assistance, referring to them often in my stories, the realization those positive memories did not have to be written down was interesting. Writing down the difficult dreams, memories and visions allowed me to forget them once more to a certain extent, while the positive memories are easily recalled, their reminder of a life well lived despite the tragedies. Is this not incredible? To be inspired by the beauty of life as we face the difficulties? This speaks to me of the amazing qualities in all of us, which brings me to the purpose of this post.

As I answered the daily comments received, there was an overwhelming sense of gratitude wash over me. Over the last few weeks, I have been touched by the very generous and kind comments shared by many people, all of which inspire and encourage me to continue with my stories. I felt it important to let you know, just how much it has meant to me, having your support and kindness fill my days. Two years ago when this journey really began, I would never have dreamed of having this moment as it is today.

It brings home the surety of my belief, a kind word, especially when it is unexpected can change the direction of anyone’s day. I thank you for taking the time first of all to read my stories, as well as sharing your feelings with me. Whether you leave a comment or not, your presence is felt and very much appreciated. This comes from my heart, it is from one who spends many hours, days in quiet reflection, believing in your support enough to almost see you. This post is dedicated to the kindness of strangers and friends alike, the beauty of all the gifts we each hold joining us like gossamer thread.