Today’s KIOS blogathon prompt is what makes you weepy?
I’ve always believed in Isak Dinesen’s counsel “The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea.”
And while I’d prefer my healing to come through the sea (or salt water baths); I’ve done my fair share of adding to the tear quotient of the universe.
I think tears come in expected ways – in grief, in moments of pain, in hurt, in shame. But I think of being weepy as having more of an unexpected aspect to it. I get weepy at meanness. It hurts my heart and makes me want to weep. And I get weepy in moments of profound heart-opening, when one’s heart is pierced by overwhelming joy or compassion.
A couple days ago the blogging prompt was about favorite movies and there was one I forgot to mention, but is totally apropos for today. The Story of the Weeping Camel. It’s a docudrama about a family of nomadic shepherds who go to great ends to save the life of a baby camel, a rare white camel, that has been rejected by its mother.
I loved the movie and of course I wept through it. But it’s also a running joke between my husband and me. He didn’t like the movie at all, and now it’s become the standard by which he rates all movies he considers duds. He calls them Weeping Camels. Which makes me laugh. And that’s always a good thing to do after you’ve been weeping, isn’t it?
I’m hoping your days are filled with many more joys than tears, but when the tears do come, may you be held in gentle comfort and love always.