One From The Heart

It is not even three days than Marina woke up, yet, and I have almost to fight her to make her "slow down" a little bit .

Last night, she was pulling my hands with all her arm strenght trying to lift her face, neck and upper back up. It is fantastic but she also needs to relax. She cannot be in a hurry.

There are risks connected with remembering the trauma all of a sudden. There are risks connected with feeling strong emotions when seeing again people she has not seen in a  long while.

So I had to take charge. I play bad cop with all the many friends who are eager to see her. I play mommy to my big sister, since she's really like a newborn baby. I play tough-one with the doctors and the nurses (some).

It's a great exercise of going back and forth between determination and kindness, which are not opposite but complementary. It's very much like skiing or surfing, or any kind of sports that request you to climb up and slide down. Elegantly. Softly. Impeccably.

I am trying to teach Marina to "surf" the same way in her returning to earth.

I explained that it's okay for her not to speak, yet. She's always been very talkative but now she'll be better investing her energy in recovering other abilities, first.

I am also trying to get Marina use her heart more than her brain. In this case, I do not use words  to communicate my feelings to my sister. I use my heart and energy.

I got her used to wake up when I put my right hand on her heart. Very lightly at first, not even touching her skin, then laying it on her chest and let my warmth and love play wake-up call.

Marina wakes up without alarm this way. We should all have this possibility every morning instead of alarm clocks. As we should all use our hearts more in our daily life insetad of letting them just consume in exercising only their muscular pumping function.

This whole adventure showed me how much heart people still have, even if buried under fear and daily worries.

So many friends all around the world have been so warmly expressing their feelings and encouragement to both Marina and me. This was the most refreshing energy I've ever experienced and, I am convinced, also what brought Marina back.

It is a path that needs heart.

Marina has an incredibly big one but it has been partially "refrigerated" for a while, as it happens with most of us.

The mind takes over, and we don't even notice since the mind is usually very skilled at playing commander in chief. But the heart is the true way of the warrior.

Marina was already learning to be a warrior, not a soldier.

She is now. A great warrior on a peaceful mountain path.

Keep climbing with the steady pace of people who learned to walk up and down hills, sis!
That's what we had been taught by our grandfather Nico when we were just toddlers.

You got long legs now. It will be easier.

You just need to keep a child's heart to show you the way.

Comments

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There is so much kindness in your words, Gloria! Marina is very lucky to have you by her side as well as you are blessed by the gift of such a wonderful Sister. I hug you both with all my heart and I'm sending you strength along the path....

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that is so beautiful! You have been so wonderful in helping her to heal. It's so inspiring.