The Road to Resilience

Death and grief are frequent visitors in my heart and soul this week. Resilience is the elixir for those in pain. blessings, Linda

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This is a guest post I wrote for amberskyeforbes.wordpress.com back in 2013. While reviewing my draft folder I discovered it and concluded the message is timely. Resilience is one of my favorite topics and is front and center in my consciousness today. I hope it resonates for you also.

Thank you Amber for having me as a guest blogger today. I want to share some thoughts I have about human resilience in the face of loss. Life is a series of continuous losses. After you take your first breath, you find your way on the path towards your final one. Our cells constantly regenerate. In fact, it is known that our bodies completely change every seven years. Typically people equate death with loss and sometimes use those terms interchangeably. Yet, loss is pervasive and incredibly universal. Here are some common losses to consider: loss of health, loss of youth, loss…

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As Time Goes By..

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Some variable pre – Venus stationing direct musings:

When I reflect on love gone by, I forget most of the details. I appreciate what wasn’t said, what wasn’t seen, what wasn’t heard. I miss the muted palette of true communion.

As much as I love to write, think, speak, read, words are not necessary.

It is all about nuance.

If I were to embark on a new romance, it would be with someone who already knows me. You may wonder ” What does she mean by that?” So I will tell you. I do not mean a doover ( my word for do-over) with a former flame. NO way, Jose. I mean with someone new who’s not really new.

Let me bring in the heavy artillery here to better explain. It would be less like reality TV and more like Casablanca. I highly recommend you follow my link to YouTube to watch the clip I found. It really sets the mood.

Check out this clip: Casablanca

This is one of my favorite films and I don’t especially favor old flicks. This movie is timeless. seamless, subtle, spacious…

Behind the scenes much work is done to make it this way. However, I want a man like Rick, strong and confident and emotionally available. A real man. I could visit Rick’s cafe and feel right at home. Yes, I have dreamed of Morocco many times.

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But it is so much more than the content. These two lovers know one another and it is evident in their facial expressions, body language, energetic flow. Content is fine, but just background to the true narrative. The music, the soulful gazes, the striking black and white, the mystery. Like the Linda Ronstadt song, Just one look is all it took.

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The space between the words is sublime. Eckhart Tolle would approve! This production is so much more than words. This is the love of the Divine in action.

You may think this post is a movie review and you would be mistaken. It is an attempt of mine to articulate what love looks like to me today. I am bored with introductions and quizzes about veggie or gluten-free, dogs or cats, pizza or tacos, Beatles or Stones, Sag or Pisces, climate change or economic equality, PC or Mac, Twitter or Facebook, paper or plastic ( I am kidding here, or am I?)

No more back story, move me towards midplot please!

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No more blazing technicolor for me. Give me muted tones,  soft silhouettes, simple lines. Sharp angles and harsh imagery, not this time. Been there, done that. If there’s to be any drama, it better be classic all the way.

When I reflect on those I truly loved, the highlights were subtle and steeped in sweet simplicity. We already knew one another. Introductions were just formalities to progress the story towards midplot. The residue of love remains to some degree for any I ever loved. We never unlove anyone entirely. That is fine by me.

Venus is going direct on September 6th and this transit has been outwardly quiet for me. Maybe all that inner work of releasing actually made a difference. Or maybe any unfinished business is finally finished. Or perhaps I have changed so much that none of this matters anymore.

I will eventually come to peace with not knowing.

As time goes by..

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