By September 15, 2012 0 Comments

Healing At The Heath

I watched the elderly lady in the photo sitting at the edge of the pond at  Hampstead Heath.  Her thoughts skimming the surface of the still waters and fading into the distance.  It was time for silent contemplation and to allow nature to do its magic.  Who knows what thoughts crossed through her mind as she gazed intently, oblivious to the world around her.   Memories of better times or dearly departed friends perhaps?  Maybe of a life that was or could have been…

I discretely took her photo, making sure not to disturb her.  I sat on the bench not too far away and looked on ahead at the water.  The gentle breeze helped cool the warm rays of the sun and I slowly drifted as I surrendered myself with a silent prayer.  It was my turn to receive the healing magic of the heath deep into my soul and to allow the gentle love of nature to take its course…

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