Idunna Speaks

(In the midst of great grief, Idunna took my hand and guided me gently out of it….allowing me the distance to begin processing and healing. To the best of my ability to convey, these were the words She gave me at that time:)

Sometimes happiness grabs you by the heart when you least expect it. It is fleeting but it leaves its mark and that mark sustains. 

It contours the soul and bolsters the heart. That is hope, not a false hope based on flimsy wishes, but the truth of memory, caring, and possibilities. It reminds one in the darkest of times that the sun will shine tomorrow. The grass will grow, the trees will fruit and flowers blossom again and so will the heart and mind and spirit. Nothing is forever, not even the greatest grief or the most agonizing of sorrows. This is the way of things, that each be cherished in its season. 

That is one of the gifts of my apples: they open the heart to the flow of things. They allow the ephemeral to take root and blossom. They bring the gifts of fluidity and resiliency of spirit. It is no small thing when met by the crushing weight of loneliness, grief, sorrow. It is their antidote. I sustain.