Love – L – A to Z Challenge

You are loved!

Someone or something within this universe loves you.
There is someone looking up to you.
There is someone willing to help you. Just ask.

You are loved!

If you don’t show up for work, without a warning, your colleagues might wonder or even worry, where you are.
If you go quiet on your blog, your Instagram, there will be people asking themselves where you are. Maybe they will send out a message to see if you are ok.
If you are selling the big issue and are no longer coming, the passerbys will hope in their hearts that you are ok, that you found a good path to walk, that you won’t be selling the big issue again, that you are living a better life.
If you forget that you have a lesson or when you are not showing up to an event without warning. Someone will worry.

When Notre-Dame burnt on Monday, there was a wave of love.

When the Bataclan attack happened in November 2015, the love that circulated was impressive. I received many kind words on my blog. I send messages to check if everyone I knew was fine.

When my mother passed away, a person loving me from before I was born, loving me from the moment of my conception, a strong source of love for me was ripped from my life. Many people loved her and love her. The love I received from friends and strangers after her death was overwhelming.

You are loved!

You are loved! This message is always spread by Ra, who blogs on Rarasaur. It is a message that we should spread more.

You are loved!

Love is vast. Love is magic. Love might be hard to define, but it exists, in various shapes and intensities.

A child's love for their parents.
A child's love for their sisters and brothers.
Their cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, great-grandparents, their family.
The love for a dear friend.
The love for a lover.
The love for a stranger.
A parent's love for their children.
The love for fellow humans.
The cat loves its owner, just think of the snuggles and the purrs.
The dog manifests its love when you come home. Those muddy paws on your trousers and the lick on your face? Love
Mother earth loves you, look outside, she's doing her best to give you beautiful seasons.

Who do you love?

Compassion, I never asked for it – #1000Speak

Sometimes life takes paths that we do not want it to take. Sometimes things happen that we know will happen, but that we do not want to happen. There is a thing called death, dying, loosing a loved one, that we are never completely ready for, even if everything points into that direction.

Last month, just 3 days, after I posted my #1000Speak post, my mother passed away. In that very post I wrote about how I learnt about compassion during the last year, I did not mention how important my mother has been in teaching me about compassion. She could always lend an ear to a friend who needed listening to, or helped when it was possible to do so. I recall her being completely shattered by the situation in Libya a few years back, for her following the news was never a good thing.

Never in my life have I felt so much compassion from others than in this past month. Once we started to announce to family, friends and acquaintances that she had left us, the words of condolences, compassion and love started flooding our lives. Of course these words will not be able to fill in the emptiness that my mother’s passing has left behind, but maybe these acts of compassion will help with the healing and keeping a vivid memory of her.

Every email,
every hug,
every smile,
every tear,
every “I am so sorry”
every “stay strong”
every “courage”
every “your mother was a great woman”
every card,
every word written,
every word spoken,
every phone call,
every “oh s***!”,

was a sign of heartfelt compassion!

Condolences I have not read every card, or email, or sentence written in the condolence book. I have not replied to any messages friends send me or comments that I received on this post regarding my mother’s passing away. I am taking my time, because with every day I realise a bit more what has happened, and every day I can heel a bit more. All this compassion definitely helps.

Maybe you can imagine how touched I was by the tears of the caretaker of one of the neighbouring houses, when she asked me how my mother was doing and I told her that she had died. Her expressed compassion led me to comfort her myself. Or when I bought my eggs at the boucher’s the day he had received the card, his heart seemed broken. He told me that all day he had thought about the news and how even he never really knew my mother, her passing away marked him more than usually. Maybe it was her continuous smile, and her deep-seated kindness, she did not care what someone did for a living or how they dressed, all that counted was that you were another human being worth at least a smile, a nod and a “hello”. Only this week I crossed the path of young boy living in my parent’s building, he stopped me to say his condolences and was on the brink of tears, and that when he barely knew her.

I was touched by the emails I received. A friend from school found out though my blog post Breaking the Silence, his email is so kind and encouraging, bubbling with strengthening compassion. A fellow blogger wrote me an email once she read my post, another act of compassion. And all of your comments on that very post have been so moving, so full of love and compassion. Thank you!

I never asked for any of the compassion I have received this past month. I had no idea that there would be so much compassion in such a situation. But I am grateful for all of this compassion.

Again, thank you!

For everyone out there who is compassionate, thank you! You are making someone’s life a bit easier today. You are the ray of light on a cloudy day.

This post is part of the #1000Speak linkup, this month’s theme is compassion and happiness, but I have focused only on compassion. Please make sure to check out the other posts of the linkup, and maybe join this month with your own post?

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