Unconditional love

I was sitting on the steps of Teide restaurant, my second home here, valiantly trying to buy more data…

It appears that in the instance of iffy internet I have used more than my quota – thank goodness for a person to ‘live chat’ to, as I couldn’t make out how to buy more… And even more of a relief that I could recall my password!

It is a funny thing with all of the amazing advances in technology, how much I love it if there is a real live person to help me; but it is the combination that works… A helping hand with the amazing possibilities that this magic expansive world brings us…

I was sitting there in the sun intent on my data ‘mission’ when I heard a shout ‘Hola Senorita’ and there on the mountain road beside me was a car carrying my oldest friend Wends, her husband Tony and Alfie my godson…

We sat together drinking coffee and juice and Alfie had some breakfast… We then drove higher up into the mountains where we walked together for awhile in the sun and sat on the rocks looking out all the way back to the sea… We then made our way back to Teide for a late Spanish lunch under the shade of the cherry trees – which have no cherries on them…. At the moment, it seems but a flash since Anadi and I sat there in July with the branches heavy with bright red fruit, laden and luscious…

The seasons cycling around, the circle of life – ever moving, ever changing… Renewing, blossoming, coming to full fruition and then fading, dying and  beginning all over again… Re birth.

Although in essence Anadi and I follow the sun, we still find ourselves part of changing seasons… And in returning to places at different times – although the rhythms of daily life appear to remain, in that we see the routines of people doing the same things in the same places – around them the sun is rising and setting at a different time, the trees and the land have a different feel, the air too changes as the circle of life goes around and around.

As the years go by we can grow if we tread the path that opens in front of us… We can be whittled and honed into our true expression; with each passing year we have the opportunity to grow clearer, cleaner – and with each passing year, we have the chance to  let go more and more of anything that holds us back and stops us simply being ourselves and ‘going with the flow’…

Going with the flow is the ultimate in trusting ourselves, trusting life, trusting love… The ultimate in unconditional love…

By letting the river of life open us up to the new, and trusting that as the new day dawns we can start renewed. By letting go of the old and opening always, when a new year starts, when every new moment opens – we can meet it fresh like the budding trees, the fresh new leaves; the fresh new crop of shiny cherries on the tree….

And today, there was my friend Wends…It seems to natural to be sitting in a garden in Spain, being together… All of us sharing, relaxing loving the opportunity that had opened up on the side of a mountain in Spain…

And Wends and I have circled 54 rotations together of our journey round the sun; and our love and connection grows richer and clearer and deeper with each passing year.

I treasure our friendship and the reflection of unconditional love I experience in its embrace

 

 

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