The third Part of this book, Your Healing, demonstrates, using moving personal stories from the author's life, that by opening to your potential your wounded heart will eventually be healed.
A single seagull glides effortlessly across the lake.
The swan sits motionless, watching. She then turns gracefully to travel across the lake. As she paddles she looks from one bank to the other, occasionally flicking her pointed tail.
A small, black, water bird scoots from the long grass on one bank across the lake and disappears into the reeds on the far shore.
The swan reaches down. She bends her long neck to preen feathers with her orange beak.
A solitary man runs past in a bouncing uneconomical manner, his long thin white legs exposed to the chill air.
Another runner appears. He has red bottoms and a green top. He has a short jerky stride.
There is a distant flapping on water. She takes off across the lake, making a rhythmical whistling sound as she flies by. Her body is stretched like an arrow in the direction of flight.
The sun is hidden behind newly formed cloud. The skeletal trees are reflected in the brown water, their reflections distorted by the ever-present ripples.
The powder blue sky has filled with a blanket of thick grey cloud. A single area of blue and light is visible over the tree-lined horizon.
The air is still, sombre and cold.
Peace hangs like a benediction on the lake.
