One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
Five for silver,
Six for gold,
Seven for a secret,
Never to be told,
Eight for wishes,
Nine for treasure,
Ten for years of endless pleasure,
Eleven for a love so true,
Twelve to spend an eternity with you.
There were six magpies on my front lawn, two matriarchs and four fat grey fledged babies. The old rhyme came back to haunt me but I couldn't remember past four, so Google search to the rescue. Six for gold, huh! Maybe I should get a tattslotto ticket for this Saturday... Maybe I should save my gold for a rainy day.
Oh. It IS a rainy day...
Life takes us in twists and turns. We never know what will be. Recently I had the opportunity to learn to come from a compassionate heart. All too often, we come from our own fears and insecurities, our wants and needs, our pain and anger. Rarely can we let that go and not judge but step back from the emotion of the situation and honestly see the other person - their wants and needs, their fears and insecurities, their pain and anger. When we are able to see the other person as a frail entity looking for the same thing as ourselves, we can empathise. We can connect with them compassionately and recognise that in all things, we are equal.
It's not about being in conflict or discord. It's about being an adult and recognising that sometimes people just simply can't be who we want them to be and still loving them, no matter how we feel. It's not about who is right and who is wrong or who is suffering the most. It doesn't mean we have to subjugate ourselves or our needs. We can still have our loving boundaries which exist for our health and well being. Within those boundaries we can safely and compassionately love another without compromise.
It's about love. Can you love someone enough to let them go?