Rings of time.

I no longer have my engagement ring nor my wedding ring that was given to me on my wedding day. I have a band that I wore all the time it is in my jewelry box. I use to wear it as a reminder of how important my marriage is to me. Like the identy marks that our finger prints leave and the rings around a tree they all say something about us. Rings on a tree can tell you if it was a good summer or a dry summer. The marks on our faces show weather life has been cruel or kind. Like the erosion of the sea on a cliff so the rings of time leave marks in our lives. Some people cannot handle it and others muddle through. I love walking in forests there is a presence of sheer peace of knowing that that forest made it through many differant seasons and that beauty has left a mark for us all to see. Take a walk along the North Norfolk coast or down Roman camp forest that forest is years old yet the beauty is there for us all to behold. Romans stood there and yet I can go back there and feel the same peace as perhaps as they did.
So I may not wear a ring on my finger any more. It does not mean that marriage is no longer important to me it means actually I value it far more. It just means that the season in my life has left an Autumn and I await the Spring. So when others see my life in years to come they see beauty after the storm.
I hope you see that beauty in yourself at times because each of us have that own identy.
Please have a cup of tea with me today.