The Flow of Five

Today my heart took me for a walk. To forget – and to remember. It led me here to the almighty raging chambers of Burrator Dam in Devon.

This was the closest place of nature to where minutes before I’d just been fitted with a 24 hour monitor to check that very heart. One of a few ongoing tests to rule out any post covid damage.

I felt a bit like Frankenstein as the healthcare assistant unravelled 5 different leads to attach to my body while warning me to avoid certain electrical objects when I took the monitor with me.

That poor heart sank as it was momentarily reminded all was not quite right – no matter how much we’d yearned for the last 8 months of symptoms to be finally fully behind us.

Let’s go now, said that gentle heart. Let’s go and find the beauty.

And so we went, to beneath this dam and reservoir that’s a source of water for hundreds of thousands. Fresh water that flows through the arms of ancient granite – crashing down towards us with a powerful roar that instantly seemed to cancel everything out.

As the coincidence clicked, I smiled and felt a wash of hope build up like a reservoir within me. Once again, reminded of the comforting and unstoppable force and font of life-giving nature.

Life, like my clever little heart, that I know will always go out of its way to keep flowing within me ?

By Debbie Geraghty

Hailing from Scotland and now living in Cornwall, UK. A window gazing lover of river and clouds. A visual storyteller and wondering wanderer who tries to live deeply - but lightly.

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