Take the lessons from past experience

Take the lessons from past experience, and sort through them so as to learn
but do not bring the past into the future.

Past/Future - Heart /Mind

In my mind everything is black or white, full or empty..

In my heart:

The sun shines down on the water, the tide laps at my toes gently at the waters edge. ..
I refuse for some reason to take the birds warnings as they fly away..

You see? That is where my heart wanted to be...

The storm clouds are moving in …. the sea begins to swells...
my heart is oblivious to this …it does not look for danger… it is trusting, content, filled.
The sea roars and engulfs me.. dragging me in .. I don't understand what just happened..
I had no warning, no part in it.. I am limp as the storm pulls on me......
the heart hurts from the cold of the water... it is sink or swim..

The mind takes over... the first breath is bitter with the taste of salt water.
The heart aches with the cold .. but the mind finds the strength that is needed .
It focuses on the sun and it's warmth…willing the storm clouds to drifts off to sea…
the waters calm.. the sand on the beach has shifted…..

I crawl up the beach, far from the waters edge and lay exhausted ..numb from the cold..
I close my eyes and rest as the sun shines down on me,
I hear the distance call of the birds returning...I soak in the warmth of the sun..
The heart begins to warm... The tide continues to roll in and out on the waters edge.
Constantly shifting the grains of sand.
I look at the water.. but the mind sends out the warnings of the danger..

I hear the footsteps behind me in the distance.
I lay listening as they come closer and closer.
You reach out to me .. Take my hand in yours and gently guide me to the waters edge.
I am scared and confused, so you turn to face me holding both your hands out to me...
I reluctantly take your hands ... as you begin to walk backwards into the surf...
you encourage me.

The mind scans the horizon for storm clouds but doesn't see any.
The sun is bright in all it's glory, reflecting off the water...
You pick me up..not allowing the roll of the waves to touch me...
I feel safe and warm in your arms as I hold on tightly to you.
This time, it is not the seas that swell but my heart.

We stare intently at each other...
I start to move in your arms feeling the strength to stand beside you.
You gently lower me into the water...
as you whisper to me that I have weathered the storm alone,
and that you are there to help me find the playfulness of the sea again.
Our hearts quicken but beat together... in unison...

You see?? This is where our hearts want to be...

Katie© May/99

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