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Soul Comfort

Comfort
What comforts your soul?

It’s a damp foggy Monday morning here in the middle of Ireland, and I feel like my soul needs some comfort.


It’s usually much easier to figure out what the body, the emotions and the personality need for comfort, and more often than not it is something external. Spending time with loved ones, listening to music, enjoying your favourite nature walk, the list is endless, it is also dependent on your personal preferences.


What comforts the soul, however, is different because it is internal, and it doesn’t depend on the desires of the individual. What comforts the soul is connection, stillness, consciousness.
Today, my soul and I are having a ‘duvet day’ beginning with meditation, as few distractions as possible, and a lot of love.

When a Beloved Pet Dies

LAST NIGHT

I stood by your bed last night;

I came to have a peep.

I could see that you were crying

you found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you

brushed away a tear,

“It’s me, I haven’t left you,

I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”

I was close to you at breakfast,

I watched you pour the tea,

You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today; your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today;
you tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I’m not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you; I smiled and said, “it’s me.”
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It’s possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew…
in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over… I smile and watch you yawning
and say  “good-night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out…then come home to be with me.
– Author Unknown