Although there is so much richness in the Winnie-the-Pooh stories, there is one tender moment that lives in my heart above all others. Christopher Robin says to Pooh: “Silly old bear.” Whenever I remember it, my heart softens. Sometimes, it even brings tears to my eyes.
When I am wrought with worry, uncertainty, anxiety or loneliness, I remind myself of Christopher Robin’s affectionate remark. I think of the Thing which causes stars to explode into existence where there was nothing before, the rotation of the earth and moon and their predictable waltz, how they maintain a perfect balance in their place in the galaxy; I consider the trillions of stars in the vast expanse of space which undoubtedly have their own planets and countless unseen waltzes. I think of the Creator of all that I know and all that I will never know, and hear those words which speak in my heart: silly old bear, of course you are ok, I say to myself. The One who made the stars and planets, causes the wind to move and your heart to beat, holds you tenderly even when you don’t feel it.
Sometimes, when I just can’t seem to feel the comfort of that thought, I think of Piglet and Pooh as they walked one day: “Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. ‘Pooh!’ He whispered. ‘Yes, Piglet?’ ‘Nothing,’ said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. ‘I just wanted to be sure of you.’”
Most often, I only need to let my heart whisper to my Everything, the one Thing, the Creator of All. When I do that, and stop to listen, I am reminded: I am loved. In fact, I remember that I *am* love. And all is well.
The Next Nova: this is the space for my bright ideas. 