This past weekend my side of the family, the Jensen clan, gathered in our home. If you have been reading this blog, you know that I call our house The Little House, but lately, I have discovered this house has a surprising quality. It expands to fit the number of people who gather.
We just keep adding chairs to the circle.
I will no longer be concerned about hosting a group larger than four or six or so. Room will be found. In fact, even in the kitchen, which isn't much larger than the size of a coffee table or ottoman, four of us stood laughing and talking. Now granted we weren't trying to mix and chop and put a meal on the table, but there we were without being nose to nose.
And then when everyone went home, the house gently, easily took a breath and returned to just the right size for the two of us. It didn't feel empty, oh, maybe for a moment or so, but the sound of the laughter and the feel of our connections to one another remains nestled on a bookshelf or windowsill.
I think the heart is like that.
The potential for an expanding heart is within us. The heart grows to fit the need. And when it is time for a one to one connection with a friend, your spouse or child or God, the heart knows how to do that, too.
My wish for you this blessed season, no matter what or who you celebrate, is that your heart leads you to love and compassion.
May all be well.
What size is your heart? I would love to know.