First thing this morning, when I wake up
my thoughts are
of a kind woman, a Mother
of my
much younger days
the mother of my then best friend
of when she would have to be away
and I had stayed over
she would cook chicken, and then shred it up
and leave it for the kids to make sandwiches
and how even though I am no longer a meat eater
have not been for quite some time
I remember this as being, the most
delicious thing
it’s funny this memory, how it greets me this morning
while my head is still on the pillow
as I have no idea where it came from
yet how this blessed act of kindness
and love
stays with me, after all these years
perhaps, I have had a
visit
so that today I begin by saying Thank you
again
to someone I loved
who also,
loved me
possibly it comes as I have been thinking much about
blessings in disguise
as a way of understanding this whole crazy situation
we find ourselves in
the times that are
a changing
I have not watched any news for well over three weeks,
(gave up newspapers a long time ago)
still I am as informed as I believe I
need to be
to my liking, without the constant
deluge
I understand that there are those who find it
somehow comforting
to listen to and gather as much information as possible
minute by minute
but this, in a time of never ending news cycles and far too many
‘expert opinions’… is not for me
and this (in my humble opinion) is no time
for
politics
instead I am gathering in little bits of
light
grateful to the fact that it is indeed
spring
and the very word denotes renewal, regrowth and
refresh-
ment
I am reveling in those that act in the spirit of
human kindness
and love
as their own natural default setting
rather than the somewhat popular
eat
or be eaten mentality
I am accepting how instinctively the ego stings
when one can be
non-essentially discarded
and thinking too how this could possibly be
the blessing in disguise
one is
needing
how indeed the phoenix arises from
the ashes
if only you could… point the way
so I guess, what I am today is
sitting
with gratitude,
with kindness,
with love
and too, as with most days
with questions
and
trust…
for last night’s movie
I sat with my daughter’s hedgehog
whose name is Blueberry, whom I call
Boo
I held this dear little fellow
in my lap for several hours,
and the comfort that comes
in holding this tiny thing
knowing
love
has its way
of showing up
when we need it ♥
i do hope this finds
you are
well xx