Reflecting on my memories and feelings for someone, I wanted to call ______ and say, “There is always a room in my heart for you.”
Not room in my heart. Not a space. But, an actual room, a place.
Is this what is meant by that idea, expressed by that beautiful idealist, “My Father’s mansion has so many rooms” ?
Reflecting further, I see that for everything, each and all that I have ever touched in open love, a room in my heart has been created.
How many rooms we each have in our heart!
They can be for places too.i
It was a few years ago when this line of thinking began surfacing softly in me. As a child I had spent a few years in the Himalayas.