My Heart's Map.
The Map of My Heart is as old as I am, but like me, it is a work in progress. Let's be honest, the details really are of no interest to anyone else, except its owner. It has always been around: the idea, the possibility, hovering just out of my reach at first. No paper quite able to capture the fine veined and veiled lines. No pencils of just the right hue...not that I was sure what that hue could possibly be.
Then one day, paper of exactly the right colour and texture floated in through my window. "Writing for Wellbeing", it cryptically stated, and landed on my desk. I recognised it immediately, and that is the paper I have drawn my map on. Under a hitherto stranger's skilful and guiding hand, one never critical of the pens I chose, and always enthusiastic even when the colours clashed...I was able to bring the details of my heart into focus. Create a map covered with the story of my life. A map that anchors my past and guides me into the future.
The lines at first were tentative, firming up with practice. Exploding into colour as I reached for a variety of unaccustomed tints and gained confidence with the outcome. I wear this heart on my sleeve now and occasionally a stranger brushing by smudges it or tears a corner off. But I stick it back together and relish the contentment it brings my life.
THANK YOU HEATHER BLAKEY.
posted by Chameleon @ 2:48 AM
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I want to thank Heather Blakey too, because I was fed up with wrongful criticism when I landed in the doorway of Soul Food. I've got an inner critic who hands that out for free. Criticism that discourages genuine folk is wrong in my book. Heather is "the one who knows". This was great to read:-)
You girls trying to make me cry? Thank you very much for such generous, heartfelt words.
You deserve them fully:-)
Chameleon,
Have we met before ?
Do I know you now, or have I known you in another time ?
Are we of the same blood line or are our kin related ?
If not then you speak for me.
If you will be so kind as what you have said of your "Heart's Map I would say.
Perhaps not as eloquently but the meaning would be the same and would say as often as she would let me...
"Thank your Dear Friend of Mine
Lois (muse of the sea) 25.5.06
Lovely words for a lovely tribute; so well put.
gret
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