Hand in hand with changes comes a degree of loss…not necessarily articulated, but felt deeply nonetheless. Change is at times perceived, but not always expressed. It is something you can see and feel, but not necessarily touch. It is like our shadow behind us, while at the same time walking with us.
The existentialist in me then begins to question, if we can’t touch it, taste it, see it, hear it - does it exist? Does it have to be tangible to be real?
While Maslow put our need for love, connectedness and belonging into a hierarchical framework, we all know that life has little meaning without it.
How do you touch love? With a gentle stroke across a baby’s cheek…
How do you taste love? With a kiss…
How do you see love? In the eyes which behold you...
How do you hear love? With the words ‘I love you’…
Is it tangible? Is it discernible? Is it perceptible? Yes, yes and yes.
What one person perceives is another person’s blind spot. It doesn’t mean its value is in anyway diminished.
Love is all encompassing and with that inevitably comes a sense of loss.
Embrace the moment, treasure the past and know that there will always be a tomorrow.
For two dear friends...
ReplyDeleteLove the blog Meredith. I believe the moment is pivotal. The past has brought me to it. My tomorrows are an open book following the moment. I may plan for them but the moment is my passage forward. Much love. xxoo
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