Had a lovely family picnic scheduled for today, but part of it was going to be hard. Hard emotionally. In my early morning prayers, I turned to a book my dear daughter and son-in-law had given me by Dawna Markova: "Wide Open--On Living with Passion and Purpose."
Found this line: How could you love this day as if you had never been hurt?
I went right over to my watercolors and painted this:
It's me, AquaMaureen, giving and radiating and being wholly me.
Me, not pulling back or allowing myself to harden into something less than myself, due to being wounded in the past by someone else's actions.
Me, staying open and loving and vulnerable.
I'll risk getting hurt again, if that's the price of being fully open to love, fully alive.