7:30 BELLS: One Heart, Two Sets of Bells

Soon, we will be moving to a new house—three acres on a river. Already I hear the sweet, lithe bells of tomorrow—the promise of a new beginning. And I hear the somber bells of goodbye to a house I’ve lived in for over twenty years.

Sometimes both sets of bells ring at the same time. Tears of happiness and tears of sorrow blend on my cheeks. Then I remember what I learned in Italy, that the whole, rich picture of life—joy and sorrow—is what I must embrace. Both are part of life. Both mean being alive.

Simply hold out your hands and hold up your heart to all of life.

Ring. It is all good.