Hearts Find Me

These are just a few hearts that I have seen or have had sent to me over the past year.  Actually, only one was sent, and it was the first one a friend had ever sent me, upon hearing of my heart "deliveries". 

I find it ironic that I'm a "finder of hearts", or rather, hearts find me, as I always say. Because these hearts are intact, spontaneous, beautiful, and surprising, while mine still feels unsteady and a bit misshapen at times. It has plenty of love, for sure, it's just a little bruised, kind of like this: 

My sister is always in awe of these hearts that find me, and she often asks, "why do you think this happens to you?" She's not the only one who wonders. Many people ask me that very question. 

I've often wondered that same thing, and I've begun trying to pinpoint the time I started noticing their arrival. I photograph as many as I can, but to be honest, I see so many sometimes that I can't always photograph them all. I see them in ordinary places, odd places, in nature, in food, in shadows, reflections, clouds, pretty much everywhere, without trying to find them.  Do I just pay more attention? I am kind of the artsy fartsy, star-gazing, head in the ice-cream-shaped clouds type. I also see a million other tiny things most others don't notice, as I'm often told. Road trips with me are a long excursion! 

People have begun sending hearts to me, either by text or by Facebook message. Sometimes people will just tell me about a heart they saw that made them think of me. I've begun to stop and pay attention to who and what I'm thinking about when a heart finds me. It has been quite interesting. Interesting enough that I have stopped to think about that person more and what he or she means to me. Does this have significance? I don't know. 

Some of those hearts have caught me when I am feeling very sad and have served to lift me up, even just a little bit. I would like to think its God's message to me that even when I feel alone, let down, or whatever it is, that He is not going anywhere. Ever. I've needed that message my whole life, I suppose. 

While it's a beautiful mystery yet to be solved, there have been periods of time where I haven't seen any hearts at all. It's disappointing, yet I've never attempted to look for them. I've simply waited. Those times are also interesting. I've paid attention to the whos and the whats at those times too. Just to see if there are correlations. Sometimes it seems there are, but that could be coincidence, if you believe in that sort of thing. 

I've never been particularly fond of the heart shape or been much of girly girl, however, I am quite the romantic, so it is appealing to that part of me. I'm listening, Heart-Sender. I'm loving the hearts, but I don't understand the message just yet. I'm having fun with them and sharing them, and maybe that's the message. 

If you need something, give it away. And who couldn't use more love? 

Something to think about.