Hearts are all around
I always pause when I run across a heart unveiling itself in nature, like those shown below. They’re everywhere and in the most unexpected places — a hunk of moss, a polished piece of beach glass, delicate leaves on a wildflower, or a reflection on a ripple of water.
Nature shows us things we may not always see.
It’s natural to wonder if these are some sort of divine messages from the universe, or maybe from a lost loved one. I tend to think of them as just beautiful coincidences or serendipity, the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.
Maybe just a gentle nudge in our hectic worlds to remind us to pay attention.
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
— Emily Dickinson