Vakar virtuāli izčatojos ar draudzeni ar kuru pēdējo reizi tā sirsnīgi biju izrunājusies pirms četrpadsmit mēnešiem. Mūsu sarunas ir retas bet vienmēr dziļas un apstiprinošas, un kaut tagad attālināti, bija tāda sajūta, ka sēdējām kopā blakus viņas siltai maizes krāsniņai un dzērām vīnu, jo dvēselēm taču fiziskie attālumi mazsvarīgi.
Abas apbrīnojām, cik ļoti esam izmainijušās piepadsmit gados kopš satikāmies; mūsu ceļi ir atšķirīgi un tomēr līdzīgi. Abas atklājām, ka īpaši šis pēdējais gads ir posms kurā esam mācijušies ne tikai pieņemt bet arī reizēm prasīt palīdzību. Tad turpmākā mijiedarbība starp garīgiem spēkiem un materiālo pasauli ir apbrīnojama.
Yesterday I spent several hours in a heartfelt virtual chat with a friend who I'd last really spoken to fourteen months ago. Our conversations are rare but always deep and validating, and even though our connections are now virtual, it generated the feeling that we were snuggled up at her living room table with a glass of wine and the warm heat from the original bread oven in her old farmhouse. Physical distance matters very little for energy from our souls.
With both marveled at how much we have changed in the last fifteen years since we met; our paths are plenty different and yet also similar. We reflected on how particularly in the past year we've been learning to not only accept but also ask for help. The subsequent interplay between spiritual forces and the materials world is always fascinating.
Waking up early this morning
I said just three words
God, Laima and dear Māra
Come help me!
Lai notiek tā!
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