Paradise Found

Your work is to discover your world and then with all your heart give yourself to it.  ~Buddha

I just have gotten off a cruise ship two hours ago after sailing around the Caribbean for ten days. Ten glorious days. Ten days that literally changed the direction of my own sails. 

It’s been a difficult year for me. A year of complicated grief. Grief is difficult under any circumstances however mine was complicated. I’m not going to say that I handled the last few months poorly because I know I did the best I can. Grief will weigh you down. And it gets heavier and heavier. And I held on to it until one day I simply broke into what felt like a million pieces. 

Friends and family stood by me trying to put me back together just like all the kings horses and all the kings men tried to do for Humpty Dumpty. It didn’t take long to figure out that only Mary can put Mary back together again. 

So I took off on a cruise ship to the islands. Bobbing along on the ocean with no distractions, no decisions, nothing but me and lots of time. And slowly the pieces of me came back together. The smile came back. The spark in my eyes came back. The joy in my soul came back. The love in my heart came back. 

I’ve learned that I was lost. Very lost. I had to take the time to stop and find the answers myself. To find my own paradise. And that I did. 

Paradise found!






This post inspired by Shell at Things I Can't Say... stop by her place to visit!