She - A painful journey of waiting and letting go

No, she is not a poet, but she is able to find the poetry in life. No, she is not a writer, but her words are born from her heart to find meaning to her thoughts, they escape her being, and she can't and won't "withhold" them. NO, she is not a singer, but her voice can transmit emotions and feelings that otherwise she doesn't know how to show. 

 

She was born in part like this, but for what it seems to be a lifetime, she has waited for this moment to become truly hers. Now she knows she is the person she is happy to be with, the person she speaks the most with, the person she knows appreciates the beauty within her and in others. Day by day she has less need for validation, as her right validation mirrors have appeared finally during her long painful wait; she has seen her reflection in those mirrors life has in time put her way, and she has seen herself with the kindest and mature reflection of her heart. She can smile at herself, she now knows and likes who she is. Still, the hardest lessons remains her challenge, to let go of her mirrors that are dearest to her heart, as they no longer serve that purpose. She must not make again the mistake of living through vision of others and unreal images of herself, she must keep evolving, she has learned that lesson well.

She has waited long, time sometimes is still a painful companion of her dreams in life, but life demands her patience over and over again, the lessons have not been mastered she must understand that.

Yesterday behind her face a hidden sorrow came to her, she needed answers she knew she already had, still in a different land,  “HE” sent to her, an elegant, beautiful and honest messenger of her second homeland, a messenger who had gone through the same as her. He told her his story of hope, with words and with emotion reflected in his kind and honest smile, his self-assurance and pleasant manner reminded her of what she really wants in a man, and then he said softly, kindly and with that shine in his beautiful Scandinavian blue eyes "The only advice I have for you, is to let time be". 

She is stubborn, and refuses sometimes to remember what she already knows, nothing makes sense in the wrong time, and all makes sense in the right time.

There are a few things in her life that she knows need time . When it comes to her, SHE has arrived to the now, her time is now, and she is living it, as for the second, she has the certainty that even if she has to wait, she has never been as close as she is now to find it... and that puts a big smile in her face.

From Utrecht, NL - March 2010

Sonnet 116 Let me not to marriage of true minds admit impediments.

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare
(1564 - 1616)