Making peace with the pieces…
Making peace with the pieces. I am having a melancholy moment. I am always letting go… The past is the past and its gone really, even though I continually try to drag it into the present. Fragments of the past remain with me here today and its up to me to keep sweeping them away when they trouble me, or to find the pieces, put them together and then shelve them after I have made peace with the pieces. Sometimes I come across a group of fragments that create a beautiful image, a memory of something precious and when I find them I can fit them together to make a whole picture and keep this treasure together in a frame on my mantle. Its lovely to come back to these images and revisit with the memory. Sometimes I miss what has gone, really it may not have gone. Really it…
