Art: The Adoration of the Magi, by Edward Burne-Jones
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
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Art: The Adoration of the Magi, by Edward Burne-Jones
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Art: The Adoration of the Magi, by Edward Burne-Jones
Thank you. I needed this text, as if it is written just for me.
ReplyDeleteThat pleases me, Spaarmoeder. And thank you for visiting my blog!
DeleteThank you! <3
ReplyDeleteLieve Yvonne, jij ook dank je wel!
DeleteHet is met soms zwaar en verwarrend om helemaal op je eigen geest te vertrouwen op momenten dat je vermoeid bent.
ReplyDeleteMaar ik geloof in mijn weg en ik verlang niets anders meer. Ik weet dat angst en achterdocht uit mijn leven zijn verdwenen.
De verleiding is groot om mee te gaan in de waan van de dag, het elkaar bang maken en ophitsen is gemeengoed geworden.
Ik keer me er van af maar het laat me niet koud.
Ik vind maar niet mijn eigen manier van omgaan met deze verwarrende tijd.
Ik heb wel rust maar mijn woorden zijn soms nog hard, te hard voor mij om er gelukkig mee te zijn.
Maar ieder dag brengt ook de beloning die ik niet meer zoek maar wel zie.
De weg die ik ga is lang maar o zo mooi.
Zeker met begeleiding van jouw mooie verhalen die mij steun geven op momenten dat ik even aan kracht in boet. En zo heeft ieder moment van twijfel ook weer een gevolg en is daarmee van betekenis.
Mijn weg gaat verder en ik vervolg met blijdschap dat dit mijn weg is; to a new heightened sense of awareness and a new view of our souls and the internal work that must be done.
Groet,
Mario
Wat een mooie, openhartige response, Mario. Ik denk dat je daarmee de levensreis van velen onder woorden hebt gebracht. We leven in verwarrende tijden en een rustpunt in onszelf vinden lijkt steeds moeilijker te veroveren... toch, wanneer we durven vertrouwen op de Grond van ons bestaan die dragend is, merken we dat we toch verder kunnen. En zelfs, zoals jij schrijft: met blijdschap. Ik reis met je mee!
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