Your feet will bring you to where your heart is.
An áit a bhfuil do chroí is ann a thabharfas do chosa thú.
(Irish proverb)
The quote came to my attention on April 2, the first day I had the energy to take a walk since the COVID-19 situation brought so much uncertainty to so many. I've been waiting for the right time to share it. A few days ago I noticed that my Abutilon had taken the shape of a heart. Tomorrow is the day R died in 2008. Last night I dreamed again that I was walking home after having been far from home. I saw many people that I didn't know but felt I could trust. There was a young man riding a horse in the same direction I was going. When I spoke to the young man, the horse disappeared. The young man told me he was feeling vulnerable and could not say much but that he was a good listener. I didn't have much to say either, for the same reason. At the end of the dream, I saw one person I recognized but wasn't sure I could trust her. I took the risk of telling her about my vulnerability. After she listened to me for a few moments, I woke up from the dream wondering if I had made a mistake in admitting my vulnerability to her in a way that undermined the strength I do have.
Our hearts are heavy with so many voices silenced by death. The human heart can only stand so much alone. We are not alone anymore.
We are people walking home together.
(The above image, "Family Traveling At Night," was drawn by me in 2005, using my index finger as a "pencil" on my iBookG4 track pad and the Appleworks6 "Painting" function)
