Let me whisper a secret to you: I make homes in my heart for the people I meet, and there is a carving out of space and the decorating of the room, painting it bright colors, letting light and sunshine and cool summer breezes through. I want my heart to be filled with homes for the surprising, the challenging, the questions that lurk and settle and that kick up dust.
Home is a word for what our hearts do for each other - how we move mountains and rivers like chess pieces, how we clear paths through the murkiness and the fog, how we speak through tin can telephones the truth and the goodness and the beauty. Home is how we love each other, and how we journey through life, and more than anything how we manage to leave bits of ourselves in the soil of other people's hearts.
Home is a word for all the places I carry inside me: sun-soaked Italy, my gurgling river in England, the whisper of French lavender, the hope and ache of the Southern veranda overlooking hazy blue North Carolina mountains, the cornfields in Gilead, Iowa, and the mysterious places between, and all of the people who I reach out my hands to, wherever you are, who hold pieces of me as well. You are all home. ee cummings is right: i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart).
Love,
Hilary
Your word picture is simply beautiful. Thank you. With Joy, Carey
ReplyDeleteHilary, I'm so glad I stopped by. This entry is so beautiful -- the rhythm and the cadence of the words especially -- and I know that, the rest of today, I'll be thinking how true it is that "Home is a word for what our hearts do for each other."
ReplyDelete"Home is how we love eachother".... love that! And I personally find it very encouraging in this season of trying to figure out where home is and what it means to me.
ReplyDeleteYour posts always astound me. Often, I want to know how do you ever write so much, so well in just five minutes. But then, I'm just thankful. Thank you for sharing your gift with us!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully spoken. So very uplifting.
ReplyDeleteLove this. :)
ReplyDeleteI have felt so at home in your beautiful heart, Hilary!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post, Hilary. :-)
ReplyDeleteAstoundingly beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI love how you make a home in your heart for each person, unique to them. That is a LOVELY word picture!
Hilary, you paint a beautiful picture with words. I am swept away when I read your posts. Thanks for linking up each Friday.
ReplyDeleteHilary, this was lovely. I love the images I thought of, of each place, and the idea of rooms, carved out spaces for people in your heart, so beautiful. What a gift you share, this beautiful heart. Bless you.
ReplyDeleteHa - used the EXACT same cummings quote in my own post :-). We are two of a kind, sweet friend. LOVE this!
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