Losing Sight of Love

Losing Sight of Love

Thursdays have become one of my favorite days. Mostly because of the Love. I have found it one of the most pleasurable pastimes now, to collect image after image of Love as I find it (or maybe more as it finds me) through my lens. Literally, figuratively, symbolically, true.

Within the last year or so of my life, I feel like I’ve hit somewhat of a stride. I’ve been contently chugging away; on track and on time, sure and steady, authentic and real. I recognize I’m evolving into the person I want to be. Softer, kinder, more gentle—to others and to myself. I’m more open, more in balance, more aware. More loving. Maybe that’s why Thursdays feel so good. I’m happy with where I’m at and where I am going.


But there are always those days. Days like today where my peace train is jolted by an unexpected and violent derailment. My body tenses and my throat burns triggered by a raging range of emotions. The screech and spark of metal on metal permeate my very core as I try desperately to avoid the inevitable crash. To no avail, petty thoughts and past baggage pile up like boxcars jarred and jackknifed, one on top of the other, twisted and tangled.

Sometimes I forget that to be one’s best self you must pay attention and keep your eyes on the road. I am reminded, as I sit here amidst the smoldering wreckage, when you lose sight of Love, you lose your way. The road got dark and somehow I dropped the map.

With Love long gone, I slowly pick myself up, battered and bruised. The only thing I can do now is look for Grace. Grace will help me find Love. They’re old friends. And thankfully I know that they are no strangers to messes like this one. I also know they’ll help me clean things up and get back on track when I’m ready. And as that morning whistle blows, you’d better believe I’m letting Love take the wheel.

My Love Thursday photo is an ode not only to Love but to her true companion Grace.

  • Christine
    Posted at 06:21h, 24 April Reply

    Beautiful and well said! 😀

  • Chris
    Posted at 06:43h, 24 April Reply

    Tracey, I hope your train will find it’s way back on the track and if it doesn’t take the same route as before, perhaps a better one awaits.

  • DanaB
    Posted at 09:46h, 24 April Reply

    A unique, special and perfect life analogy…love the shot, as well.


  • jen lemen
    Posted at 10:55h, 24 April Reply

    this might be your best yet, trace. beautiful. just beautiful.

  • myriam
    Posted at 14:56h, 24 April Reply

    killllling me kid, just killlling ME!

    so, so, so delicious!

  • Megan
    Posted at 15:19h, 24 April Reply

    a lovely post, tracey…

  • Sarah-Ji
    Posted at 15:53h, 24 April Reply

    Beautiful, Tracey. I’m going to have to chew on this one a bit…

    *Hugs* to you…

  • nonizamboni
    Posted at 20:27h, 24 April Reply

    Excellent post and full of gems of truth and moments of empathy. Keeping your eyes on the road: the best way not to fall I’m told as one gets older –me, not you. Something to do with balance.
    Thanks for sharing!

  • carrie
    Posted at 20:45h, 24 April Reply

    oh, this one is definitely getting “clipped” and saved.

    thank you, tracey for opening up your heart and letting us take a peek. it is so beautiful.

  • Shelli
    Posted at 20:53h, 24 April Reply

    This was a beautiful post. I know I have very similar feelings at times. (Thanks for stopping by my photo page.)

  • PeetsMom
    Posted at 21:22h, 24 April Reply


    I’ll sit in for Grace if ya need me to…I’m always here.


  • angela pdub!
    Posted at 17:01h, 25 April Reply

    You have an amazing way with words. I respect your thoughts and heart and love the way you express yourself, it is beautiful.

    God Bless you!

  • Golightly
    Posted at 17:04h, 25 April Reply

    Grace is truly a beautiful thing! I do believe you can’t know grace without knowing love first. Grace has stepped in for me at times in the past when love crashed.

  • tracey clark
    Posted at 21:22h, 25 April Reply

    thanks everyone for you encouraging words. i have resurfaced from my ‘bad day’ to see things with more clarity.

    thanks for caring and sorry mom…i didn’t mean to worry you.
    : )

  • meloyd is slurping life
    Posted at 06:02h, 27 April Reply

    I glad to have read this after your comment was posted. Still, sending hugs, love and good stuff your way.

    And your words, you’ve spoken for each of us…on at least one day in our lives.

  • Meg Casey
    Posted at 19:39h, 30 April Reply

    Breathtaking, beautiful and poignant. Exactly what I needed to read today. Thank you Tracey

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