Song of the Heart

Last week we had our apartment cleaned professionally by the Merit Hotel management due to the high amounts of dust and sand flooding our apartment from the construction site they’ve started right next door to where we live. We were unable to keep up with the dust levels – as fast as we dusted, the sand would blow in and land on all the surfaces in our kitchen, living room, bedroom and my study. In the end we complained and Merit management agreed to the cleaning process.

We had a lovely young Indian lass clean our place – she did a grand job, was very conscientious, but was I mortified when she collected our ornaments from the pelmet in our living room (I’d forgotten all about them!) and they were so covered in thick dust and sand you could hardly see what they were. She cleaned them up carefully and then replaced them in the right order on the shelf.

She told us we reminded her of her grandmother and grandfather in India who she missed enormously. But what went to my heart was her concern for my various scrapes and scratches, telling me to go to the doctor to get them checked. And then when she left, she tenderly stroked my cheeks and wished me well for the future.

She really touched my heart because I’m very independent, my husband’s kids live in the UK so we don’t get to see them very much, and anyway we are all accustomed to living our own lives.  It reminded me of the strength of the traditional family system and the way its members care for each other.

It was also very much a reminder to myself to take better care of me!  As I’m all air signs, astrologically speaking, I tend to be in my head and out there in the universe creating art and ideas, and often my physical body gets a bit overlooked. So since that kind gesture from the young Indian lass, I’m focussing more on loving my own self (instead of worrying about everybody else)

The above image is a result of my reflections on taking care of ourselves and listening to the song of our hearts which are meant for each of us as an individual. I hope you like the image.

2 thoughts on “Song of the Heart

  1. Oh my dear friend, I love this piece and also how lovely it was to have your place rid of the dust finally and to have such a beautiful soul to take care of that for you.

    I know how it feels when a stranger reaches out and gathers you to her or his heart and its then how much we realize that not having family close by or those family bits of caring around takes a tolll on how we nurture ourselves.
    I too, am finally learning to love myself but it’s hard going some days when I can so easily get drawn in to all the ‘stuff’ in the world around me……

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  2. It was an interesting feeling, Harolyn, to be nurtured by a complete stranger. I’ve always been very independent although in the last few years I’ve been far less mobile and Bryan’s ended up as a carer for me. But it did make me realise that I’ve never really been involved in family relationships that are close-up, I was an only child and my father’s bullying left me feeling somewhat estranged from family closeness which I regret now as it impacted on my relationship with my mother. However, Bryan’s daughter, Dee, considers me her mother and also grandmother, great-grandmother and great-great-grandmother which really warms my heart no end.

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