I just learned that a friend whom I admire immensely for her tenacity, humor and family love has a serious disease. She’s slightly younger and considerably smaller than I, but I’m thinking we measure up equally on the independence scale–partly because we share an Irish spirit, partly because life threw us some curves that required a little feist and delivered a lot of freedom.
So I’m sitting here, thinking how far it is from-here-to-there-and-back again, and realizing how keeping relationships green and growing has changed in our 21st Century experience.
My mom remarked during our family’s last weekend gathering how daily phone calls from “the kids” made her forget the physical distance between California and Colorado and Iowa. Skype maintains my sanity as my grandgirl turns from newborn to preschooler in a nanosecond. Cell phones and emails allow her mother and me to build a new business despite the 1700 miles between us. All of which fills me with gratitude for the inventors and innovators and inspirers who have given us the technology to connect.
It dawned on me recently that communication–the flow of word and thought from person to person and point to point–is one of the purest forms of energy we can know today. Intuition tells me that my granddaughter’s generation will see such exchange become device-free.
But, this morning, I am left with knowing my Facebook message reached its destination in County Wicklow an instant after I clicked the return key. And that the Reiki energy I’ve been sending was waiting when it arrived.
“Time is the longest distance between two places.” ~Tennessee Williams
Photo: The monastery at Glendalough, County Wicklow, Ireland…a “you must see this while you’re here” gift from my friend. 😉