Even though a hallow, aching feeling lingers from being “cut off” (as in, ceased contact with the people I care most about), I persist to stay connected. Sometimes I wonder, if I did not reach out, would I ever hear from anyone? Everyone is so busy with very full lives, and even with the best of technology at our finger tips, keeping in touch is remarkably challenging.
Sometimes I feel like a child fiercely holding on to a helium balloon – a relationship – that one day slips out of hand. The helium balloon is in full view, then ascends into the heavens, never to be seen again. When I moved to Saudi Arabia many of my balloons rose out of sight. No matter how hard I tried to tie the balloon around my wrist or theirs, they would still let go.
Clearly, God is trying to perfect a spirit of forgiveness in me. Soulmates are not here forever, and it is good that the helium balloons eventually become a part of history. My mind still wants to hold on to the beautiful, colorful memories, but it is time to stop trying so hard; it is impossible to retain something that has already been released. It is time to move on.
Sometimes it is just a weekend encounter, or a simple smile from a stranger at the grocery store, that lets you know somebody sees you, you see them, and a precious moment of connection is treasured for eternity. I love the way Jeff Brown puts it, from the book “Ascending With Both Feet on the Ground“:
“We must be under no illusion that all soul mates are meant to last a lifetime. Some are only meant to last a moment. That brief soul gaze with a ‘stranger’ at the grocery store that reminded you of your own essence was just right. That unexpected weekend encounter that set your spirit to soar is perfect. That great love that walked away after cracking your heart open was just what the soul doctor ordered. Whatever you need to smooth the rough diamond of the soul. No matter how long they last, profound connections paint pictures of possibility in the sky, expanding our lens for all eternity.”
Anais Nin also says, “Each friend represents a world in us, a world not possibly born until they arrive.”
I am grateful for every friend, every soul mate and every evidence of God’s Good Grace in my life.
I’ll leave you with this Song! Your Best Days Yet by Bishop Paul Morton
I want to encourage you
I just want to encourage you
get away from negative words
get away from negative people
the best is on the way
you ain’t seen nothing
you gotta keep on fighting
keep on praying
you ain’t seen nothing yet!
Ellie
Thta’s the best answer of all time! JMHO
Marina Agassi
Beautiful piece, I very much enjoyed it. I was happy to run across your page.
Each word you write is thoughtful and inspiring. God bless
Esther
Hi Temille,
I love your website especially the photo of your kissing the Sphinx–fantastic shot! I can truly relate to your Helium Balloons poem. I have too many friends who profess to being so busy that they cannot take 15 mins to chat voice to voice. I also feel it is sad that important news, such as a death in the family, is learned by reading a Facebook page. Very few people pick up the phone to call anymore…. oh well….. such is life in our 21st Century.
I also related to the part of the poem about acceptance–of ended relationships– of the past. The good part is that there is always room to create something new in the place the old left behind.
May there me lots of room for new joys to celebrate as we are blessed with new days to live.
Augustina
That’s an expert answer to an inerntstieg question
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Yes, those are both inspiring ideas. Actually, the site’s did feature a slight shadow within the various comment fields. I also really like the translucent icon idea.. I will definitely be thinking about different ways to do something like that for the next redesign. Thank you! 🙂
Jane Velten
Hi, Temille
Just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate your continued Spoetry in Motion posts. I’m here and, as always, am so grateful for your transparency and authentic presence. Keep those balloons flying…
With much love,
Jane
Jobeth
Boom shklakaaa boom boom, problem solved.