Anchors

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Let us keep noticing the little miracles

Let us create a space inside us when our heart widens and welcomes a sweet moment

Let us forget for five seconds that something perhaps did not go that well earlier on that very day

Let us remember that we are held, we are hugged, we are cherished just like this grandmother here

Let us see the invisible and know that we too perhaps waved one time to someone on our way back home

And if all above seemed almost impossible mission how about let it be until we let it go. In the very little space we might create one day.

I will dive in right away into this beautiful simple story. Walking back home from the pier terminal, I have noticed one evening this gentleman just in front of me. The way I have noticed him was him raising left arm and then dropping down. Once, twice. It was quite dark outside and initially my very first thought was perhaps to change my route as this might not be safe. I sadly thought the gentleman was talking and arguing somehow with some invisible friends.

I did not have too much choice in the matter as other routes was under construction so I had to follow cautiously behind him. Closer to the traffic lights - and luckily also gaining a bit of visibility of the entire street, I noticed not only that he was raising his hand but he was also looking up. So I have followed the movements in trance and found myself too looking at a woman waiting for him at the window. And waving back.

First I was released and suddenly relaxed- the man was not fighting anything invisible. It was only my mind creating some defense story. Then a big smile just lit me up from inside -what a nice ritual to have. Coming home to your beloved, or mum and waving all your way up to the flat. Such a nice loving gesture and routine.

This man now has became one of my solid point of reference when I get back to the island. If he happens to be around, it brings me a smile and it allows me to let all go and connect. With kindness. With love. Connect with an anchor at the end of your day in a surprising and refreshing way.

It is really all it takes to uncover some frowns from my forehead.

There are anchors that we build ourselves around us with our rituals and already known choices.There are anchors we build up as a schedule - like writing on Sundays that is…

There are also anchors who surprise us and let us maintain the joy inside us even if we really did not want to smile that day any longer.

There are the anchors that bring us tea, or fresh fruits or they can see how much you need a coffee right then and just be there for you.

I do love the dance between anchoring in a moment and at the same time having enough freedom to still dream, fly, imagine, be somewhere else, get lost in a thought.

What a beautiful waltz. And some weeks we might be just needing more of the anchors and we can simply ask and notice.

I will say not much except I have looked for any anchoring moment and have amplified it this weekend. So among them I can now look back and thank my taxi drivers who were more than kind and friendly. Telling me “not to worry” for example.

Or the funny outfit of a person dressed up with an angelic halo and also wings all happening at 7am in the morning. Going or coming from a party -anything was possible. Yet also joyful and striking and letting me burst into a very polite laughter -oh thanks for this novelty.

The ferry-friend carrying almost every time a baguette. We wave at each other and give way as we have different seating preferences and we generally just listen to our own music or podcasts…or not really talking on the boat.

The cashier at the super market warning me every single time, even for a 2kg bag- “be careful, it is a bit heavy”.

The friend who reads the book you have recommended and send you such a warm message “ Now I want to meet the author” .

I love nice people. And we need each other.

I also love older people- their wisdom is gentle and very very caring. There are not too many words, no non-sense and also you feel the light, the experience, the understanding for so much happening at the same time.

As you well understood so far I find anchors, -rock solid ones in books. As it happens I found myself mystically taken by a beautiful humble story of Dr. Gladys McGarey, MD who just published a book - “The Well- Lived Life” and she has also celebrated 103rd birthday this year. I simply adore her.

There are so many examples of emerging stories now of women pioneering challenging fields. Dr.Gladys has been a pioneer of Holistic Medicine and also has stayed curious in all methods of healing. Her deep connection with her patients and her stories stand out immediately and her deep care is remarkable. She constantly talks about the “tricks” we can apply to heal and to get ourselves involved in the power of self healing too. Keep believing in yourselves, in your purpose and miracles of full restoration do happen.

The well-lived life, Dr. Gladys McGarey

I would only add one quote- please go and read the book or find her on instagram and various podcasts. She is quite busy and is a gem to listen to her as well.

In living medicine we are constantly working to give and receive love. We find a way to let this pursuit give us juice. When we make loving a part of our everyday existence, we perpetuate life.

This happens on a large scale as we accept more and more love from the world, allow it to land in our hearts, and begin radiating it outward to the people around us. It also happens on a small scale, as we learn to love every part of our being. The nourishment we give ourselves matters, right down to our cells - and we don’t need to wait until we’ re suffering to start offering ourselves love as medicine.

We are now all encouraged to offer a hug to our beloveds. Or simply to our beloved self.

We are also encourage to simply get a dog or a cat and receive their love. As this is pure magic.

Stay well and dream waving goodbye or hello with kindness.