Treasured Moments

It has been one of those weeks where little has gone to plan, but all turns out all right in the end. 🌻

Pondering, it is the treasured moments that keep us going.

Every day, I am so fortunate to meet lovely people, and even though I am walking through their front doors at the worst time, loving bonds are created between us, sometimes instantly.

A lovely lady opened her front door and said,

‘Ohh Jane, come quick through to the kitchen so you can see the wave.’

Her home is a beautiful Victorian house, tucked away in a little lane with a few others. You wouldn’t know it was there, and it is special. It is built on a bank, and the back garden falls away to fields with the River Dee running through them.

I followed her through to the kitchen and said ‘Hello’ to her husband sitting at a table, with their dogs by his feet. Standing at their French doors, I watched in awe as a tidal bore came down the river. I had no idea this happened, and given it was a Full Moon the night before, the tide was high. We all chatted as the dogs came to have a sniff and greet me, the lovely lady went back to washing up and watched through the window, and I asked her husband if I was blocking his view. He smiled and shook his head and explained they had lived there for over forty years, so he’d seen it before.

I was spellbound as I watched, and we shared how we all felt about nature’s marvels. 🩷

A lovely friend of many years has taken the brave step of starting her business as a Reiki healer, and I was excited to see her website. We are a few hundred miles apart geographically, so I booked a distance healing session with her, and it happened in the middle of this week. It was peaceful, restorative and helpful, and I felt so much better afterwards. Jo is skilled, and it was as if she were in the room with me, and I am so grateful. 🩷

My last meeting this week was with a family who is grieving from too many losses in too short a space of time, and my heart went out to them. Their home is cosy and we all sat looking out onto their lovely garden, as we sipped hot drinks and chatted. We fell to sharing memories and were surrounded by their lovely dogs. Gentle snores came from their chocolate Labrador resting on her special blanket on the end of the sofa, and their Cocker Spaniel lay by the coffee table in the hope of goodies finding their way to him. He took us all by surprise as he launched himself from a sitting start and landed square on my lap, knocking my folder and notebook flying, as he put his front legs around my neck, rested his face against mine and held on. A proper dog cuddle. Again, I was spellbound, and kissed the side of his face and whispered in his ear. What a beautiful boy. 🩷

I am so privileged to hear people’s special stories and memories, and there is much love in the air as we talk about grief. There is no right or wrong, and no timeline.🩷