The Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City is home to one of the world’s most famous sculptures, The Hand of God, by the French Sculptor, August Rodin.
That was a very generous and gentle telling of your life's journey so far. I want to say how sorry I am you lost your dear brother. I am younger but same generation. I lost my brother only 13 months younger than me to an asthma attack that was such a loss and likely preventable.
Our life journey sort of parallels in that we both lived in the time of the Vietnam War. I am glad you survived. I was in Europe as well as Ireland for three months probably a bit after your visit. My lifelong friend and I cycled thru, camped, hosteled, hitched England, Wales, Ireland, France, Switzerland and Holland. Your reference to checking for a telegram was our practice as well. I was 20 just graduated from a community college. I would write my family every Wednesday as would they write to me on the same Wednesdays. I always knew where we would be the following Wednesday. I remember arriving in Amsterdam and checking for that telegram. No cell phones and no money either!! Long story.
But as I entered adult life those challenges you mention started to fall like rocks. I did develop a spiritual life outside my religion that got me thru each one. And, I had so many experiences that were beyond explanation to the point that today I carry a confidence coupled with the distress of a crisis that I'll be okay. I believe there is a force of some type that does most of the navigating, so that instills faith in me all will be well, stay the course.
I have a large box that once was a COTSCO cracker box that for the past 16 years I use to write a note to God for help. The box is closed, and I fashioned a cut out where I drop my notes. I check the box every 3 years or so and did so today not having checked it in a much longer period of time. I read one or two notes which are dated from around 2011, and the kick is to see from the perspective of "the future" me how well all turned out.
Today I read two notes one of which I had forgotten, both notes describe great despair and a prayer rather specific as to what I needed and a humble request for God's grace and blessings. Same generation and same difficult at times but navigated with similar tools. Take care young man!!
Lovely story Raissa. Thank you for sharing it. We can’t go through life without pain and loss, but some seem to get a heavier dose than others. I think it’s not what happens to us so much as how we perceive and handle it, and you’ve done a good job. It’s what builds character and helps us grow spiritually on this journey through life. 🧡 The orange heart is for healing. I’m a long term Reiki practitioner.
That was a very generous and gentle telling of your life's journey so far. I want to say how sorry I am you lost your dear brother. I am younger but same generation. I lost my brother only 13 months younger than me to an asthma attack that was such a loss and likely preventable.
Our life journey sort of parallels in that we both lived in the time of the Vietnam War. I am glad you survived. I was in Europe as well as Ireland for three months probably a bit after your visit. My lifelong friend and I cycled thru, camped, hosteled, hitched England, Wales, Ireland, France, Switzerland and Holland. Your reference to checking for a telegram was our practice as well. I was 20 just graduated from a community college. I would write my family every Wednesday as would they write to me on the same Wednesdays. I always knew where we would be the following Wednesday. I remember arriving in Amsterdam and checking for that telegram. No cell phones and no money either!! Long story.
But as I entered adult life those challenges you mention started to fall like rocks. I did develop a spiritual life outside my religion that got me thru each one. And, I had so many experiences that were beyond explanation to the point that today I carry a confidence coupled with the distress of a crisis that I'll be okay. I believe there is a force of some type that does most of the navigating, so that instills faith in me all will be well, stay the course.
I have a large box that once was a COTSCO cracker box that for the past 16 years I use to write a note to God for help. The box is closed, and I fashioned a cut out where I drop my notes. I check the box every 3 years or so and did so today not having checked it in a much longer period of time. I read one or two notes which are dated from around 2011, and the kick is to see from the perspective of "the future" me how well all turned out.
Today I read two notes one of which I had forgotten, both notes describe great despair and a prayer rather specific as to what I needed and a humble request for God's grace and blessings. Same generation and same difficult at times but navigated with similar tools. Take care young man!!
Lovely story Raissa. Thank you for sharing it. We can’t go through life without pain and loss, but some seem to get a heavier dose than others. I think it’s not what happens to us so much as how we perceive and handle it, and you’ve done a good job. It’s what builds character and helps us grow spiritually on this journey through life. 🧡 The orange heart is for healing. I’m a long term Reiki practitioner.
Thank you for reading my story -- and the healing orange heart you sent to me.
I so enjoyed reading this, Bob. Thank you for sharing it and your wisdom.
Susan, thank you for reading it!