Love is all that remains
Today I went to a swimming bath, that is at the other end of my town. I chose this one as nature around there is really beautiful and it is next to the river. I love taking walks along water and wanted to walk after the swim along the shore to the center of my town.
When I reached the path next to the river, I turned for some reason not to the left, my direction, but to the right. I wondered why as I had a real long walk to make anyways, but than thought it might be a nice place to make a picture from the river and shore. Well, after a few steps I stood in front of a tree with the remains of flowers, hearts, letters and the tape thats been used by the police at the crime scene, on it. I stood at the place where a nineteen year old girl has been raped and thrown into the river last year, where she drowned, as she´s been unconscious. Of course people have been talking a lot about it, but I didn´t know where it had happened, as I am not familiar with this part of my city. Well, my subconscious seemed to have led me to this place. Her name has been Maria and I asked myself if she might be still around, when having had such an early, brutal death.
So I went a few meters back and sat down on a bench, praying that her soul might be in divine peace. And really, all that my consciousness did get as an response has been love, compassion and peace. I felt that she had already received help and that her soul could feel all the love and compassion, that people had for her. She was from another city and had studied in Freiburg, but when something like that happens, people react as if they would have known her personally. We connect our own story with the other and everyone has once been a young girl or has friends and family, and can imagine how it must have felt for the people that loved Maria.
When I prayed and received that loving response it was also somehow healing for myself, as I understood that there´s nothing that our soul can not deal with. We are making so many experiences and I know that it doesn´t happen to us, but that we for some reason choose to go even through painful moments on our long, long journey. Finally, still sitting on the bench, I took a picture from the river, what had been my first intend, and you can see the colours that occured on it. They mirrowed exactly what I have felt. I wished her parents would knew that, but my words might be just words for a grieving heart.
Than I started my walk to the center of my town and enjoyed the beauty of nature. I contemplated about the river of life, never stuck, but in an everlasting flow, as all is in constant movement, renewal and change. I asked the river to take with him, all that is no more needed in my life. That´s the reason why I love to take walks along water, I always do that and can really recommend it. Letting go of lessons learned and enjoying the everlasting freshness of life.