“A Pause Between Chapters: The Gift Within Divorce.”

We can plan our day to day life as much as we want, and often it never transpires in the ways that we think. It’s like driving an unknown road, where there are twists and turns, bridges, valleys and hills, and even a detour or two. And yet, we continue on.

It’s been awhile, since I sat to write my thoughts. I just put it all on the back burner for a short while. At least that is what it seems to be.

Four years ago this September, my life as I new it, changed forever. The man I had loved and married, decided to depart from our 37 year marriage. I was devastated to say the least. Throughout those 4 years, I experienced excruciating inner pain, anxiety, tears and so much more, from a heart that hurt so much from a loss.

However, what I now know today, is that through all that pain, I was given so much more, that I never knew was possible.

Healing can come in many forms. And I was so thankful, to have had my horse Devereux, to turn to when I was in such a low state. He offered himself through a connection of energy, while standing alongside him that reached far deeper than words.

The weight of his presence had a way of softening the sharp edges life sometimes leaves behind. Devereux would meet me in the moment. With no judgement.

Beyond the physical, he would awaken something spiritual within me. He took me into the space of the natural world, grounding me when I felt so overwhelmed. He made me feel a sense of belonging. In the presence of Devereux, my healing wasn’t forced– it simply unfolded.

The greatest gift he gave me, was that I didn’t need to have everything figured out. I just needed to show up, breathe and let the journey of trust and connection carry us forward. And for this experience, I am truly grateful.

Through the storm of my divorce, I discovered the quiet gift of floating out in calm waters. At first it was simply a place to escape, but over time it became a sanctuary where I could breathe, let the weight of my thoughts settle, and listen to the stillness around me.

The gentle ripples taught me patience, the vastness reminded me that life continues to flow forward, and in that space I found the strength to reflect, to release, and to continue to heal. It was in these moments, just me and the water, that I began to rediscover myself.

Divorce is never easy. It shook me to the core, stripped away what I thought my life would look like, and left me standing in a place that felt unfamiliar and raw.

For a long time, that’s where I found myself–lost between who I had been and who I was supposed to become. But what I see now, with a softer heart and clearer eyes, is that divorce is not just an ending. It can also be a beginning, a doorway into something unexpectedly beautiful.

The greatest discovery has been learning who I am apart from anyone else. For years, I measured myself through the eyes of another, but now I am learning to love myself just as I am–without conditions, without judgements, without the need for approval.

I am no longer tied to codependency. Instead, I stand on my own two feet, stronger, more grounded, and with a heart that is finally free.

Divorce has shown me that life is bigger and wider than I ever imagined. There are new adventures to take, new dreams to explore, and a whole world still waiting for me. It is proof that even in the hardest of endings, there is room for new beginnings. And in those beginnings, there is beauty.

From my little corner of the world,

Sue

P.S. “Keep going… Difficult roads can lead to beautiful destinations.” Zig Ziglar

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“Embracing Ephemeral Rain: A Journey Through the Healing Power of Tears”

Tears, they are a myriad of several types of emotions that occur throughout the lives of us all. Not one person on this earth, is exempt from tears flowing from their eyes at one time or another. To allow the wet salty tears to flow freely from the soul can feel so abundantly amazing and freeing of matters that lie deep within.

Whether the cause is sincere joy, the kind that fills your heart to the brim, and spills over in tears of happiness, overwhelming sadness and grief, physical pain, or empathy for another, we all feel it throughout our lives…some more than others.

As a baby is birthed from a mother’s womb, the tears begin to flow. Not only do the tears flow from the new born beautiful baby, but by the parents who co-created the tiny little infant. Tears of joy, of a miracle so perfectly formed, overflows like an erupting volcano of hot boiling lava. Emotions also run high, as the wee one is gracefully and lovingly held by the aging proud relatives.

Tears are those silent storytellers to which speak volumes about the kaleidoscope of a life. When the tears cascade down the cheeks, they are not just droplets as the water in a vast clear cold lake, they are the manifestation of feelings too profound for words at times.

Conversely, tears born of sorrow are a poignant symphony of grief. Each droplet carries the weight of unspoken pain, a release that brings solace in acknowledging the depth of one’s emotions, as difficult as it is. Tears born of heartache can flow as if they will never cease. These tears become like a soft cleansing rain, washing away the heaviness that lingers within, allowing for the possibility of renewal of calmness and peace.

Compassion too has it’s tears, those shed in empathy for other people who struggle. These tears are often an unspoken language of solidarity, forging very close connections between human hearts shared in understanding. In their quiet descent, they bridge the gap between one soul and another, acknowledging the universality of human experience. Something so definingly loving and unique.

Tears of surmountable gratitude and extreme joy are perhaps the most tender of all tears. They embody the overwhelming acknowledgement of the many blessings in our lives, both a very deep appreciation for the beauty in the mundane and the extraordinary. In these beautiful tears that well up and trickle down, there is extreme humility, a recognition that life’s most precious moments are often wrapped up in the simplest of gestures, that we dare not dismiss as they may come by few and far between.

Sometimes it warrants an individual to go out to an earthly space in nature, a vast body of water, or a gushing fast paced stream, and be present. Water, in itself possesses a unique therapeutic power, a balm for the inner soul. The melodic sound of rushing water, a cascading waterfall or capping waves becomes a symphony that resonates with the innermost chambers of the heart.

The sheer force of the mighty water serves as a metaphorical cleanse. It can well up the tears within, and allow the flood gates to open and release the built up emotions, sad or joyful. Just as the river sweeps away debris in its path, so too does the warm salty tears flowing softly down one’s cheek, washes away the many burdens and concerns carried within.

Water and tears in itself serves as a subtle healer, stitching together the frayed edges of the soul. It whispers tales of resilience, offers a cleansing embrace and invites us to find solace in the ebb and flow of life’s currents.

In the embrace of nature’s dynamic waters, the inner soul finds a sanctuary, a place to release, recharge and rediscover the harmony that resides within. In this stillness, one can find a quiet refuge, a monetary escape from the demands of a fast-paced world.

When was the last time you allowed those tears to flow freely? They are a testament to the richness of the human experience, a language spoken without words.

From Home on the Ranch

Sue

P.S. “Tears are the unspoken poetry of the soul, each drop a poignant verse telling a story only the heart truly understands.”

A side note:

As my life continues to unfold in my young senior years, as a single lady, I love to write my thoughts from the voice within on this blogging platform. Firstly in a form of therapy for me, and secondly, that I may assist someone else in their journey of life.

I have added a feature that supports me in a nominal way from you, the audience. It’s called “Buy me a Coffee.” The coffee cup logo is located in the bottom right hand corner of my blog.

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I like to think of it as you and I, sitting down at your table, sharing my thoughts from within….while enjoying a hot cup of coffee.

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