Love Does Indeed Heal

I was going to write a blog post yesterday about how nature heals, after I had spent some quiet time next to a pond, writing while watching geese, ducks and swans. After coming into my home, I realized someone had been there, and had opened my drawers, gone through my things and taken some jewelry.

I'm not a jewelry person, I had nothing valuable except for what was in 2 black velvet boxes - a diamond earring and necklace set from my recently passed boyfriend.

I was heartbroken. Not to mention feeling creeped out. I had innocently left my front door open when I went out to the pond, and was only gone a bit over 2 hours, in the middle of the afternoon. The peace I had soaked up from sitting next to water with a nice breeze evaporated when I saw the 2nd open drawer as I walked through my house.

But today I had the most uplifting, loving reading from a medium. I was told to forget about the jewelry, it was just a thing, a memory of who he was. He wants me to think of him whenever I see a representation of the sun, as now he is filled with light.

The love that was coming from him has healed me, not only from yesterday’s invasion, but also a big chunk of my remaining grief and loss from his untimely death.

Thank-you, Ken. I love you, always will.

More about how love heals coming soon.