Thursday, June 14, 2007
loving long distance
A few days ago, two unhappy emails arrived from different parts of the globe, different parts of my heart. Finding no words of comfort, I could only send love in opposite directions. I wondered about the kind of practice one has to develop for the heart so that it has the strength and stamina to cross oceans and continents. For some reason, it made me think to those early days of moving to Canada - the wrenching heartbreak everytime I flew back from Malaysia. Then, I had no such strength and stamina and bits of my broken heart would fall into the Pacific. Luckily, like Prometheus' liver, the organ regenerates.