On the way to the Post Office the other day, I got a rude shock when I saw that the 8th cross market was no more, Mi!. I rather felt like Rip Van Winkle, waking up to see the world as I knew it had changed. Where I remembered baskets and…
Posts published in “reflections”
Such fond memories of making gratitude lists with you, Mi! Every time I felt low, you quietly passed me the pad and pencil you always had by your side and simply said “Write”. And I did. I am not sure when it became a habit to automatically list things I…
Yes, they are, Mi! The sparrows. Each morning, as I sit on my porcelain throne, I can hear the musical cheep cheep cheep of this sparrow, which am sure, is very close – probably right there in our balcony. I spend a little longer doing what I am doing just…
It is read a book day, Mi. I am doing exactly that. Got to honor these bits of wisdom! _
The Prayers in the Pantry worked! All it needed was an intention eh? Yes, I actually did it. Cleaned out the prayer room. I can now walk in. Stand close to the altar and not reach across a million interesting things piled up on the floor in my short path.…
Whenever I have a cup of instant coffee I really shouldn’t be having in the afternoon, but can’t resist, I fondly remember our “4 o’clock” ritual. You’d see me looking harassed and quickly heat the milk and bring me a steaming yellow mug of coffee that you’d insist I dropped whatever…