No matter the distance, there is one sky, even though we are in different parts of the planet, and at each point there is a lighthouse, which is our light, our beacon.
I recently celebrated another anniversary of my birth into a new life, one that I chose for myself, one that took me far from my birthplace, but which I adopted as my own. A life in my grandfather's land where I feel very good and comfortable.
But on the other side of the pond there is a lighthouse, like the one here, that always shines and its light illuminates someone very special to me: my friend and soul sister. Last Friday she sent me a message saying ‘Happy birthday’ and no, she's not referring to my birthday but to my rebirth in another land. I always celebrate that day and so does she.
It is impossible to forget those days leading up to it, those moments and my arrival... she was and is present every day, every moment. It is as if we were twins, even though she is two years older than me.
She lives in a city with a beautiful lighthouse and goes for walks on the beach regularly, using the lighthouse as her landmark. She walks there and back. I had the opportunity to see it in person, and it is beautiful. So yesterday I asked her to send me photos of the lighthouse in Monte Hermoso, which is the name of the city, as close up as possible. And here are some of the photos she sent me.
Here there is also a lighthouse, or rather a street lamp, in the feminine form. Both are beautiful and are our lighthouses. And no matter the distance between us, she is my sister and we are closer than ever. It seems strange because of the distance, but that's how it is.
Celebrating this new anniversary and my friend's words about the lighthouse were what motivated and inspired these rocks of kindness. She is a lighthouse, the lighthouse of Monte Hermoso, which is her reference point, her light, her beacon. The other is me, the lighthouse or street lamp of Malaga. Both have light, even though they are more than 12,000 kilometres apart, but for our souls there is no distance.
She accompanied me in this process and accompanies me every day as if she were an older sister. Thank you for that because I know you always read me.
For these rocks, the drawings were only guides, especially for the Monte Hermoso lighthouse, as I then painted the sky and the lines below disappeared. It has red, white and black colours, and the Malaga lighthouse only has black and white. I painted the sky with cobalt blue, adding a few clouds here and there.
I tried to find some elongated rocks among those I had, and the ones I found had a very strange shape. I took advantage of that shape, and the lighthouses followed suit, adapting to the situation, as in life. On the other hand, the rocks were porous, but I used them anyway, because, as always, I tried to find similarities with life.
Life has those things, like rocks, but that doesn't mean that light shines through a lighthouse.
First, I placed the colours on each part of the two lighthouses. Then I painted the sky on both rocks surrounding the lighthouses and finally, on this occasion, I wanted to do something different: outline the contours of both. I looked for something to achieve this, as my finest brush didn't work as I wanted it to and I didn't have anything like a highlighter or black marker to hand. Well, do you know what I used? My black eyeliner. It worked perfectly. Imagination and creativity must always be present.
So I outlined the edges of both lighthouses, defining them well, and I think it turned out perfect. Thanks to these two rocks of kindness, both lighthouses are together, side by side, two lights, two countries, one sky and one story.
Of course, I dedicate this post and these rocks of kindness to my sister in life. Thank you for being there every day, through thick and thin, for listening to me and being part of my heart.
Thank you all for joining me today. I send you my warmest regards. See you soon.
Amonet.
All photographs are my own.
