Do Walls Shut Out Others Or Imprison the One Who Builds Them?
What a gift to have a kind and caring heart! Yet, kind and caring hearts can and do ultimately risk being broken...intentionally or accidentally. Sometimes the pieces can be put back together again and the heart mended...sometimes, the wound is primal and perhaps never heals without infinite compassion and unlimited love...
So, self-preservation steps in. Tiny band-aids seem harmless at first...after all, they do stop the bleeding...sort of. But the heart is still tender, wounded, raw and the flow can no longer be contained by the mere gauze bands. The heart binds itself tighter, more protectively...In time, it has encased itself like a mummy!
I have a that kind, caring generous heart. I take more pleasure in giving that receiving. What happens when two givers meet, both wanting to give their all? The heart does not know how to accept...Just desiring to love and be loved becomes a curious puzzle...The ache of "just let me love you" becomes misunderstood...
Yet, beneath the la
It takes great love and great patience to win the trust of a feral cat, a rescue dog, an abandoned foster child, a betrayed lover...but, it can be done.
Does anyone have that gift yet today in a world of instant satisfaction and gratification? Are the best things in life still waiting for? Does the destination compensate the journey? Is forever worth the day?