What moves your heart, my friends? I will tell you what moves mine. God’s presence and His word and presence move me, lifts my heart, strengthens me, and directs my heart. That is the constant throughout my life. God lifts me, sustains me, carries me when I am careworn, and waits for me.
There are writers who move me. It is because of literature, books, poetry, fiction and nonfiction that I fell in love with the written word. It is because of characters in history and in novels that I knew I wanted to be a writer. Dickens,Wilder, Alcott, Frost, Shakespeare, Steinbeck, Austen, and so many more inspired me. Louisa May Alcott and Maude Hart Lovelace filled my mind with the joyous dream of writing books and articles. That little tidbit is a big piece of what drives me to this day.
It is because of wonderful works of art that I knew I loved art museums and architecture! How can I not be moved beyond measure by viewing works of Michelangelo, Monet, Picasso, Van Gogh, Renoir, Frank Lloyd Wright, Andrew Wyeth, and oh so many more? Do you love art?
Music moves me– modern works, classics, standards, and so many more. Mozart, Gershwin, Aaron Copland, James Taylor, so many musicals, so many other composers…. it moves me. Ballet moves me, too. My favorite example is The Nutcracker Suite…. Are there pieces of music that move you?
Getting out in nature moves me, whether it is the ocean or desert, rivers or lake, mountains or valley, meadow or forest, prairies, or just my yard— sunrise, sunset, evening, stars and moonlight—- so much to see and experience. I have been in all of these settings by now!
People move me. The sight of a friend, the conversations with friends and family, the memories of times with people I love. It is a blessing to have anyone in your life or have ever had anyone who loves or loved you.
Animals, especially pets move me, comfort me, lift my heart.
I know I am wandering here. I guess today I was thinking about the enormity yet the simplicity of life. There is so very much that has already been a part of the saga or tapestry of my life. I am so very grateful for the poignancy of life. What a vista lies behind me and what a breathtaking journey still remains. My words fail me. I guess I am trying to say that I am grateful. I am grateful for my journey– the good the and the bad, the happy times and the heartbreaking times. I do hope that you are having a wonderful week.