The Quest Begins

Letting It All Go…

John and I have helped raise funds and a permanent sponsor for a vivacious and talented young gymnast, Tamara O’ Brien whom I mentioned previously.

John and I have also worked tirelessly over the past 10 years on advocating water safety and drowning prevention in Ontario.   Travelling and talking to people and media all over the province in promoting public awareness of it.  We have made some progress and were asked to contribute to a comprehensive Provincial Coroner’s Inquest and subsequent recommendations on drowning prevention which was released in the summer of 2011.

We are advocates and supporters of issues dealing with mental health, homelessness, animal rights and welfare, human rights and liberties which are currently being seriously violated on a worldwide scale and consistent contributors to various charities and Christmas Funds on a yearly basis.

I have long wanted to write a more focused website on the course of our journey and the lessons we acquired along the way.  And here I am today as I write these words flowing from my memories to all those who read my words with sincere hope in my heart may you absorb the nuggets of wisdom contained within them.

To celebrate my own healing journey and help it along the way I decided a couple of years ago to actually mark my journey of letting go with a simple ceremony.  I chose a yellow helium balloon, yellow being my personal happy colour, and with a black marker pen wrote all of the things  I could possibly think of that had hurt me in the past, people, things, places, until I ran out of thoughts and eventually space.  I had initially thought of writing it all on a sheet of paper and burning it but that represented bitterness with it rather than acceptance of it.  It was important to mark the peace I felt with my inner journey having come so far from where it first began.  I now had acquired the wisdom to know that each and every word on that balloon made some beneficial contribution to who I was now and to where I am evolving.  John and I call these things twists of fate.

Finding a beautiful place in a quiet park I held the balloon close to my heart and thanked it for all the wisdom these things had given me.  Without a trace of bitterness I released it from my hands.   With a heart full of love and gratitude for the lessons of gold they each contained we watched it rapidly climb high up into the blue sky until it vanished from our sight.

I chose to end this segment of Our Quest with a poem I recently wrote to John, which ironically came to me while I was on a peaceful road surrounded by the beauty of the Ontario countryside driving down from Collingwood to Burlington.  It was a warm sunny day and these words  just flowed into my mind  summing up so poignantly just how much I treasure our journey together and what it has meant for me ….

OUR JOURNEY

WE’RE ON THE ROAD WHERE WE BELONG

SO GLAD TO HAVE YOU COME ALONG

THE LESSONS LEARNED ALONG THE WAY

KEEPS US MINDFUL OF THE DAY

TOGETHER THE JOURNEY OF OUR SOULS

WILL KEEP US YOUNG THOUGH WE GROW OLD

YOUR FRIENDSHIP IS MY GREATEST TREASURE

A GIFT YOU’VE GIVEN IN ABUNDANT MEASURE

AND WHEN THE DAY COMES FOR OUR WINGS TO PART

YOU WILL ALWAYS LIVE WITHIN MY HEART

MAY YOUR SPIRIT SOAR IN SHEER DELIGHT

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN AND OUR SOULS UNITE

 

Elaine…

 

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