Morning. I can barely see through my sleepy eyes. With the phone in my hand, I write down reflections left by the feelings of the previous day. At that moment, messages arrive from the other side of the world – from the place where my heart resides. But the news is not good. Illness is making life difficult for someone close to me, and from afar I can only be a support through those words on the screen, even though I would rather, in a second, be there – holding a hand, embracing, helping, supporting.
The body remains here, but the soul is there.
Do you also sometimes feel as if your being is in another place than where you physically are? Strange… not very often.
I don’t really understand this, but I believe that if I don’t feel my presence here, maybe it is felt there – where they are now. Maybe we are capable of overcoming distance and being where we truly want to be. Or maybe it is simply the beginning of a strong connection with someone far away.