How to Heal a Broken Heart

This is exactly what I learned to do after my divorce. It took time. There was all that grief to work through, a codependent relapse or two, and a great deal of questioning.

But in time, I found me again. I put my love into the constants that had always been there for me: God, dogs, nature, painting, writing, singing, swimming, and family. I explored new interests like drumming, improvisational dance, and kayaking. I bought myself flowers and encouraging cards. Slowly but surely, I healed. In some ways, the healing was like coming home. In other ways, it was like a mid-life adolescence but with a little more wisdom and growing self-love.

What are the constants in your life that can support you through hard times?

What else can help heal a broken heart?

My back cover painting for Trust the Timing

“You’ll be my arms, I’ll be your eyes.”

Two “handicapped”men in their 50s help heal the earth with inspiring determination. I hope you enjoy this heartwarming video about friendship and perseverance.

It took me a minute to get used to reading the subtitles, but I’m so glad I watched this!

    “If we work together physically and unite spiritually, we can achieve anything.”

Mother Earth

“Be praised, my Lord, through our sister Mother Earth, who feeds us and rules us, and produces various fruits with colored flowers and herbs”.  __ Saint Francis of Assisi

Saint Francis knew her as alive. She is part of Creation. Like the moon and the stars. Like fire and water and wind. Like bees, trees, and crystals. All have energy given to them by God. All can benefit us, if we love, honor, and respect the gifts. Yet, all living things have their own reasons to live, their own songs to sing, and their own dreams to dream. We were created to live in harmony with all life.

It’s not too late. We can learn. We can heal together.

(This post is part of my Earth Month Celebration. Because Mother Earth deserves more than one day.)

 

From Misery to Miracles

The song below, by Laura Story, reminds me of the darkness and grief I felt when my 20 year marriage ended. That was about 13 years ago. I wanted to die, but I had to live for my kids…and for the possibility that time would heal my pain.

God does not want us to suffer. But God can turn our misery into miracles. Sometimes the most wonderful miracles grow out of our deepest despair, when the time is right – when we’ve learned what we need to learn to be ready for the blessings. (See “About Me,” for example.)

 

Blessings are being prepared for you!