I’ve been thinking a lot about love lately.  
Blessed to be married to the love of my life, love was “in the air” in our home on a daily basis.  

The ‘gentle-giant-of-a-born-in-Holland-man’, Hans van der Werff and I met late in life. 
riendship grew. As love developed, it deepened. 
Day by day.  
Life was a joy to be fully celebrated and shared.
And then having survived skin cancer and colon cancer, esophageal cancer attacked, quickly metastasized and he died.

Thanks to memories of our ‘together times’ (our travels, laughter, wonderful conversations, moments of silence and oneness, creative Studio-times, mutual curiosity about life, shared playfulness approach to life, and love which was expressed in so many ways), he is and will always be, alive in my mind and heart.

And yet … and yet … while memories are wonderful, there are moments of sadness which emerge as grief from time to time.  How to deal with them?

I have been a life-long, firm believer that there is always at least one thing at the end of the day (even on the most difficult days of life) for which I can be grateful.   A continuation of an Attitude of Gratitude for the blessings in my life: the big, the small, the magical, the ordinary, the extraordinary, the Mystical, the seen and unseen, the known and unknown, the no-longer-here, the here-and-now … and in the midst of grief, I make choices. 

I choose to hold fast to the joy-filled memories.  
I choose to remember the hope that the grief-clouds will lift.  
I choose to acknowledge the glimpses of that precious ‘peace that passes understanding.’  
I choose to have an Attitude of Gratitude for the blessings in my life.  
I choose to be a container of peace and love, encouragement and hope.   
I choose to believe that (as Dame Julian of Norwich penned) “All shall be well.  All shall be well.  And all manner of things shall be well.”  

I like Dame Julian’s words.  
They aren’t namby-pamby-words, saying “suck it up, buttercup.”  
Rather, they are a pointer … a pointer to the future.  
Whether that future is here on planet earth (or in the afterlife / third dimension / by-whatever-name), “all” really “shall be” well … and wellness shall become a reality.  

Whenever there is loss of any kind, be that in our personal lives or on the global scene, there is grief.  
We must give our feelings time and space to surface –  not deny or ignore them.
We must allow ourselves to enter and experience the grief and continue experience “love in the air” in some way each day.  In doing so, healing will come.

May living a life where “love in the air” be a matter of intention and focus … even on the rainy days meteorologically and emotionally.


© June Maffin