Photography: Trish Jean
I love the author Richard Bach. He forever changed the way I see seagulls with his story of Jonathon Livingston Seagull, a novella about flight and self-perfection.
Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding, find out what you already know, and you’ll see the way to fly.
He delights my romantic self with novels such as The Bridge Across Forever
I don’t know where you are, but you’re living right now, somewhere on this earth. And one day you and I are going to touch this gate where I’m touching it now. Your hand will touch this very wood, here! Then we’ll walk through and we’ll be full of a future and of a past and we’ll be to each other like no one else has ever been. We can’t meet now, I don’t know why. But some day our questions will be answers and we’ll be caught in something so bright…and every step I take is one step closer on a bridge we must cross to meet.”
And he feeds my soul and gives me hope
A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we’re safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we’re two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we’ve found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.
Last night my heart was heavy with loss when I posted photos from the bridge at the Hunter Wetlands National Park and I felt compelled to write a poem that could capture some of the grief around this loss. Today I’m posting some bridges from around Newcastle, a tad quirky, framing beauty (the sunset), spanning lives and what is life giving, and lit…I’m in mind of bridges as connection and the title of Richard’s book. So here are some more connectors…