a bright landscape of sunny ease and eternal possibility?
does it live in the heart of each moment
or is it as elusive as
pink bulbs spinning silver roots beneath a blinding snow?
wedging grace in and out of dark mountains, angry clouds.
must we coax it into being, or is it an open palm waiting,
a profusion of flowers when we need them most?
i imagine hope is as boundless as each upturned face.
the heart of every seed
bursting with life and our innate desire for wholeness.
i imagine hope is the motherlove of all life's challenges
calling us to greatness.
i am sure it is reborn in every offering of compassion.
i am sure it makes rocks sing, life bearable, the weary rise, wells fill,
the impossible; possible.
thank you for infusing me with each loving hope for recovery.
i am incredibly weak but have turned an important corner.
i could never have accomplished this alone.
i love you and am eternally grateful for your friendship and compassion.
if anyone realized how thin the string really is,
no one would take anything for granted.
today may all hearts be renewed, may we nourish and be nourished by unconditional love,
may our physical challenges redefine our life paths calling us to greatness,
may we always know the colour of hope.
***
now tell me dear friends,
where has paradise taken you?
I knew something was happening when many of the others in our community were sending their thoughts and prayers. It is so good to hear you have turned a corner and I assume that to be you are on the mend.
I like that, our community. We are a pack, a gathering of loving souls standing with and for each other whenever the need arises, and just for general purpose, we pray we are all getting along okay.
Much Peace with your rest and recovery.
Posted by: Spadoman | January 29, 2012 at 08:52 AM
I read your post and offer my apologies that i was unaware something was up until your last post - 'the string is thin' at times, but strong enough' I was once asked by a physician, are you at the end of your rope? and i swear I looked down, and nope, there it was only a little left but i was most definitely not quite at the end. Only a few feet, like hope, gives us enough to hold onto and our friends allow us to be carried and to rest in their hearts.. rest now, let others can carry you. My post too is about hope, hope inspired by tragedy but hope just the same. I sometimes plant my feet on the earth and run positive energy deep into the ground, I visualize the energy red and binding, holding me to this place, occasionally tenuous but held by great love, of others and of ourselves. Be well.
Posted by: Lenora | January 29, 2012 at 09:12 AM
Wishing you a speedy and well earned recovery ~ enjoy each day and the 'sacred in the ordinary' ~ not always easy to do when one doesn't feel well ~ namaste, carol (A Creative Harbor)
Posted by: Carol (artmusedog) | January 29, 2012 at 10:09 AM
Prayers of thankfulness.
Enjoying all the colors of hope.
with love to you rebecca
Posted by: gemma | January 29, 2012 at 10:55 AM
The colors of hope are everywhere when we allow ourselves to see them. Thank you for the energy you put into your postcard today - may it come back to you a thousand fold. We are all praying for your strength and energy to return very soon, dear Rebecca.
Posted by: AlterEgoMexicana | January 29, 2012 at 11:12 AM
The candles are lit as they have been this past week and they will stay lit until you come and you, yourself will put them out. What a blessing that nothing can put out our friendship. Nothing could. It is real and we both are. That is the thread that can't ever be thin and that holds us together from the beginning.
Posted by: Allegra | January 29, 2012 at 12:31 PM
Rebecca,
Grateful for your efforts here to keep us all connected. Continue to turn those corners softly, slowly..in healing love and light...Deb & "Mom"
Posted by: deb taylor | January 29, 2012 at 01:01 PM
Rebecca,
I am overjoyed to see that you have mustered the energy to make a post today. I have been all morning making one for you, not knowing that you would be hosting postcards today. I was fully expecting the miraculous to occur. I had embraced it, and I am still assured that you will reach the other side my dear friend. Nothing can keep your beauty and goodness from the world. You are a force of nature. I am holding you in the light and I will go and walk the labryinth for you today in prayer. I love you! The post is for you.
xoxoxo,
Noelle
Posted by: Noelle Clearwater | January 29, 2012 at 01:11 PM
We are all held together in the eternal flame of love and healing. This was the most beautiful post. The photo is the Sacred Heart of Jesus which I know many of us believe in and those who don't still receive the healing energy. You are so beautiful in form and spirit. What a blessing to me to have found your blog.
QMM
Posted by: QMM | January 29, 2012 at 01:33 PM
I feel bad that I didn't know of your suffering and hope you'll forgive me my negligence. I send healing thoughts and love.
Always love.
Posted by: Elizabeth | January 29, 2012 at 03:39 PM
All of the offerings of words which precede me, gives an inkling of an idea how honored you are, loved and respected....more than you can perhaps know. Your friends match the stars in the sky. Your written words today speak in many languages to many people. Without HOPE there is only darkness....Hope only lives in light. You have spent much energy to prepare a place for all of us to share our concern and express our feelings toward you and your husband and son who are taking such good care of you.
Outside your window your peek at the sky is totally blazing in cerulean, pink blossoms circling your head and heart. May the beauty outside your windows speak to your strength and lift you up as you work through a recovery period. With love Sharon
Posted by: sharon furner | January 29, 2012 at 03:40 PM
Happy Happy to hear you have rounded that corner...sending you loads more light and love.
I used your Postcards from the edge..as I have been on the edge, back and forth between both place and hopeful/helplessness and thought.
x....x
steph
Posted by: Stephanie | January 29, 2012 at 04:24 PM
Paradise has taken me to a reawakening of my love for writing poetry and photography. I'm glad to hear you are better.
Posted by: Cheryl's Excellent Adventure | January 29, 2012 at 05:04 PM
I've been mia from blogland for several days and just return now to find that you have been ill. I keep you in my prayers, Rebecca. Every thought is a prayer.
Love,
Annie
Posted by: Annie | January 29, 2012 at 05:30 PM
i don't know what you've been going through, but i'm so glad you've turned an important corner. you know i'm here if you need me. still praying...
Posted by: leslie | January 29, 2012 at 06:02 PM
Sending you Love, strength and the root of happiness...
You are an inspiration....
Hugs
Karin
Posted by: Karin Otto-Burfict | January 29, 2012 at 06:16 PM
Rebecca, how you can find the energy to write your sacred words and post sacred images when you are recuperating is inspirational to me. I was going to skip today's Postcards out of sheer laziness and then when I saw you post today, I said, "I can do that." Please continue to get well and strong day by day. You are in my prayers.
Posted by: Fran aka Redondowriter | January 29, 2012 at 09:11 PM
Light and love flowing abundantly to you, Dear Heart. Heal well.
Posted by: Kim Mailhot | January 30, 2012 at 08:52 AM
strength and wellness to you.
Posted by: gayle | January 30, 2012 at 11:39 AM
Paradise has taken me down under and back again... where circles of sand and stars gently kiss the earth... where hope appears as all colors of the rainbow, this promise ours to keep after the storm...
Posted by: Lea | January 31, 2012 at 11:41 PM