Unknown blessings…

Give thanks for unknown blessings that are already on their way.  ~Native American prayer

Blessings I know about.

  1. The love of family.
  2. The love of friends both near and far.
  3. My sweet dog Ginny.
  4. My good health.
  5. My warm house.

The unknown blessings will be a joy unexpected.

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At the end of another day

While  my daughter-in-law was fighting for her life, my life was on hold.

For over for three years.

I could not commit to anything.

I was always ready to help when needed.

Now that she has passed, I have the freedom to plan a trip, enroll in a course…fun things.

But, I have no energy and very little interest.

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Life is out of focus.

I know that this will pass.

But, for now I am in the throes of making it through each day.

I am walking and walking and walking.

I am working at my job.

I do yoga most days.

I try to meditate but with little success so I listen to classical music.

I cook dishes that require lots of dicing and slicing.

I clean out closets and drawers.

I am treading water waiting for my energy to return.

Treading water doesn’t move me closer to shore but it beats sinking.

Am I treading or flailing about?

Note to self. Not very well-written. I will do better when my feet touch bottom and I can stumble to shore.

I felt it shelter

I felt it shelter to speak to you.  ~Emily Dickinson

Thank you, my friends, for your kind and loving words at the death of my daughter-in-law.

I read them all and was comforted by them.

They were a shelter, a safe place to grieve.

Thank you for being with me.

 

Fall in Portland, Oregon    Photo Lori Greer in Portland

 

Traveling Mercies

 

That’s what priests say when a person is departing.

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The Only Prayer

If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.   Meister Eckhart 1260-1328  Christian Theologian

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Hello Beautiful Day*

The day of my husband’s funeral the sun was shining.

The sky was blue with little wisps of clouds.

The air was crisp.

It was a beautiful day.

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Silly Woman Crying

 

Ambushed walking down the street.

Minding my own business.

Nothing in particular on my mind.

Then I saw this beautiful car.

I had to stop and look.

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Finding Grace in a Grilled Ham & Cheese

“But when from a long distant past, nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, still, alone, more fragile, but with more vitality, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, the smell and taste of things remained poised a long time, like souls, ready to remind us, waiting and hoping for their moment, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unfaltering , in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection.”   excerpt from Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust. Continue reading “Finding Grace in a Grilled Ham & Cheese”

Sweet Dreams

It has been a long day.  The sun is finally setting in the Pacific Northwest.  It is beautiful to watch the shadows fall in my garden.  Continue reading “Sweet Dreams”

Mother’s Day in Los Angeles

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Mother’s Day  was always a big weekend at our house.  We gathered as a family to celebrate Mother’s Day as well as the birthdays of my husband and our standard poodle. It was a silly, fun and precious time. Continue reading “Mother’s Day in Los Angeles”