‘We are all travellers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.’..Robert Louis Stevenson. The two swans I photographed a couple of weeks ago are travellers over great distances as they migrate and return each year.
The diversity of the human journey is just as profiund as the wonder of migration. Hearing individual stories is always very powerful and a great blessing. Stories born out of lived experiences which make us who we are; making our own sense of the world.
Our physical journeys create memory and challenge and longing, which, when the journey is long over, we can return to in stories we share with others. Our mental processes of remembering and story telling, help us to make sense of our world and our moments, as we share them with others, and hear their stories.
Mixed into all of this is our own spiritual journey(s). Not always easy to define or understand, but nevertheless an important path through our lives.
At the end of the gospel of Matthew, we reach the moment where the risen Jesus, tells the disciples that the time for leaving has arrived. The simplicity of his final farewell is profound; ‘And remember I am with you always to the end of the age..’
Thank God for honest friends; they are truly a gift. But as we make our own journeys let’s remember that what ever the circumstance, we have the promise of an honest friend who understands us completely…..with us always, moment by moment.
Blessings and peace be with you on your journey.
Musings 