Thursday, November 29, 2012
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
It would be nice to find an indoor heated venue to do the grinding. Can't grind glass in the cold. It will shatter. Maybe something will become available.
Slow and steady.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Limited colors; antique and brittle. To date, I've cracked both thumbs. Still an honor to create this work. Carte blanche. The bigger the better was the only input.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
On any given day someone in this family has to be somewhere, or doing something. Our calendar gets booked up weeks in advance...
But with this scheduling change we have been handed the rarest gift of all: TIME.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Two weeks ago today I had that surgery. Yesterday, Thanksgiving, with my race shirt on, under my usual two jackets, I walked 3.1 miles. My time 1 hour flat.
And my daughter: She ran in the race finishing in 19.36. Coming in first for her age group.
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Both near and far
Friends who pop over with soup and stew. Knowing the cook is hobbling. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Friends who gather to knit is silence over tea. Our friendships are golden. Be at peace.
Two o'clock friends whose swan song is: call me, beep me... anytime you'll reach me. Friends who lend a hand first and then inquire about details once the dust settles. Preferably over a glass of wine. Thank you.
For my dear friend who shares the depth of silent meditation. Thank you for your blessings. May they multiple as I pass them on to others.Someday we must visit the Gurumayi.
Disney friends, you keep me young -- even if it's only "young at heart." Remember it all started with a mouse.
Farming friends, thank you for sharing your calves. My life is forever richer is a way money could never buy.
My dear dear clients who are now friends. I love you, as it should be.
Blogger friends who share honey and eggs. While others challenge me to be more organized while growing intellectually, spiritually, and working towards shrinking physically. Your daily words of inspiration help me immeasurably. I have no words to adequately describe the closeness I feel for you and your families; despite our many miles. It's always a blessing when our paths physically cross, even if it's just to say hi, or head out for a walk around Tinmouth Pond, rather than via blogging comment chains. Though I cherish both.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Monday, November 19, 2012
I was irritable. My daughter would be disappointed. She has been fundraising and really preparing for this event, her first famine. What about all the donations already collected? People's checks being held for months... The old jingle: Don't Get Mad. Get Glad. kept repeating like a marque across my brain. That little voice whispered it in my ear.
While out running an errand with my husband I admitted I was stuck in a funk. (Like he couldn't tell...) Admitted I knew better. But knowing and doing are two different things. I also mentioned that I wanted to, somehow during our Sunday, visit my clients.
His solution was to go out of our way to drop me off at their house while he did one more quick errand. He would do that? ... Thirty two minutes later, two very happy clients later, one more at peace me, and I could only be Glad.
And what of the collected donations? We will send them to World Vision with a note that they are for a future event. No problem.
Today I'm thankful for my husband's quick mind.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Saturday, November 17, 2012
1. Off to DC to join in a rally promoting child safety. You go girl. Be safe.
2. Participating in her first World Vision 30 Hour Famine Friday/Saturday after Thanksgiving. Raising money to fight world hunger. Her goal is to feed 2 children for 1 year. Email or comment if you would like to sponsor her.
3. The little one, too little for DC or the Famine, contributed to the Thanksgiving Food Drive at her school and switched to the bass clarinet in band. It has always been her dream to play something big. She's now playing an instrument that almost matches her heart size.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Many would love to food shop but don't have the means to pay for their groceries. Very sad. Make a donation to your local food pantry. Others have physical limitations that keep them home bound. Sad as well.
One week of limited mobility taught me to never take walking for granted. Never. Ever.
Grocery shopping today, with no pain or crutches I felt Liberated. I will strive to remember that feeling every time I have to do the food shopping.
Last night I tried an OTC solution. This morning almost pain free. Feeling like this grasshopper when it was returned to the backyard, I'm going for a walk today. Lesson in freedom noted.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
My knee does not respond well to inactivity. Hence, these sleepless nights. Must get up and pace the floor.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
After giving me the warning signs as to when I should call the surgeon or visit the emergency room her parting words were, "Do whatever the pain allows."
So slowly I negotiated the two flights of stairs in our house with the goal of cooking dinner. Then calmly and with almost a sweeping motion I cleaned up the kitchen. Always listening to my leg. Pain here, a twinge there, reporting back that maybe it's time to rest. No pain meds, or with the goal to postpone them as long as possible. And to keep moving even if it's slowly.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Saturday, November 10, 2012
1. Finding great inspiration via social media. Really did you ever think Facebook would be such a wellspring?
2. Figuring out yet another quick class opener activity: Writing a blind group acrostic poem. Hand out the numbered letters H O W G R E A T T H O U A R T
Give the students 3 minutes to write a phrase about how they feel when they realize God is a constant in their life.
When they are done have them write their thoughts in order on poster board.
FAST and to the point. Small but effective.
Friday, November 09, 2012
Thursday, November 08, 2012
I was comparing and contrasting my two very different Confirmation I classes, one long standing, the other all new students, one settled, the other very active, when I realized the blessing I have been handed. I have two very different wonder filled classes. How lucky could I be? I'm blessed with opportunities to pray, think, and teach way way way outside the box. Last time we met FAITH and juggling balloons. Next time PRAYER. Starting with pizza and a movie. I can't wait to teach.
Wednesday, November 07, 2012
Out picking up supplies to make care packages for sister Girl Scouts in the NY/NJ area hit by Sandy, the phrase, It is in giving that we receive, was running through my head. That and the fact that Saint Pope Pius X (One of my heroes) would comment something to the effect, "God is great. I give 1 million dollars away in the morning and two million walks through my door in the afternoon."
And then it dawned on me, I have this backwards. For it is in Receiving that we are able to Give. It is in receiving God's greatest gift -- His Grace -- that we are able to see our ultimate purpose here on Earth.
Pope Pius X was the first pope to push for receiving the Eucharist more than once or twice a year. He also lowered the age of receiving First Communion to 7 years.
Tuesday, November 06, 2012
This morning I woke to the smell of heat. If you live in a place that gets cold anytime of the year you know what I mean. It's that smell when the furnace is running and hot water, or steam, is being pushed through the radiators. Heating the house so it's nice and cozy.
And I thought of the people in New York and New Jersey. Many (most) still without heat on this cold morning. I'm sure the stiff upper lip, survivalist mentality, that joy of camping and outdoor cooking with neighbors and friends wears thin when you wake up and can see your breathe inside what's left of your home.
Say a prayer for those waking up cold this morning.
Now remember there are people, men, women, and children that wake up cold and homeless everyday without Sandy's intercession.
What you do matters.
Monday, November 05, 2012
Mondays have taken on a new meaning. But like all swords it's two edged. On one side I have the privilege of hanging out with a dozen great youth for just over an hour talking about the importance of a life centered on God. The other side, I'm with 12 youth for 75 minutes acknowledging their questions on the importance of God in their life. See much of a difference?
I love it when I find real world quips via social media. Tonight's topics are FAITH, and PRAYER.
I love it when I find real world quips via social media. Tonight's topics are FAITH, and PRAYER.
Sunday, November 04, 2012
Conversations transitioned like a river flowing from children, health, relationships. We hit rapids, eddies, and quiet pools in the conversations that criss crossed the room. I enjoyed observing the tide.
Then home, I appreciate my slice of paradise.
Saturday, November 03, 2012
Friday, November 02, 2012
Thursday, November 01, 2012
But no matter how gentle a calf is, chances are they don't appreciate someone grabbing them by the tail. So to accomplish tail washing, I rub the animals head and neck first. Some animals love being touched. Others strain on their collar to give them a greater distance. Not letting up, I gently speak to them, and rub them until they relax, then one hand with the warm wet cloth on the tail and the other still on their head, I wash. (Both hands wearing gloves.)
The funny thing about calves happens when you move down the line to wash the next tail, with a fresh and clean warm cloth. For while trying to calm and reassure the next washing victim, who is trying to be at a greater distance, the previously hesitant but now clean calf is butting in, looking for more of that good rubbing.
It's a good thing we don't have calves here at the house. For I would be out there with them, day and night. Treating them like oversized lap dogs. Now that's an image that will stay with you quite a long time.