Illness imposes luxury on us - the luxury of sleep, of sunlight across the bed at hours we are normally up and busy. The luxury of being cared for - brought toast made by a child, given a cold drink that someone went out and got just for you. The luxury of time to think slowly - indeed, illness often forces us to think slowly by stealing away the energy needed for panic and worry.
I am never happy to be ill, but I find that it isn't not impossible to be happy while ill.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Five things
Sun hot tomatoes
the scent of lemon
knitting quietly at night
friendship
chamomile tea at bedtime
the scent of lemon
knitting quietly at night
friendship
chamomile tea at bedtime
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Harvest
The first harvest of tomatoes is in - five twee cherry tomatoes, three yellow and two red.
The deliciousness of summer distilled into a single sweet explosive bite.
Today is a good day.
The deliciousness of summer distilled into a single sweet explosive bite.
Today is a good day.
Happiness
I believe that there are two kinds of happiness -- a deep soul happiness that allows you to live with quiet contentedness even through the hard times, and a welling joy that is most often lured out by outside events.
When you have that deep soul happiness, it is much easier for that welling joy to appear in your life.
I think that often people become confused, and believe that the welling joy is the only kind of happiness there is. Perhaps because the deep soul happiness is so rare that we do not know how to recognize it.
When you have that deep soul happiness, it is much easier for that welling joy to appear in your life.
I think that often people become confused, and believe that the welling joy is the only kind of happiness there is. Perhaps because the deep soul happiness is so rare that we do not know how to recognize it.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
On Today
Today the first tomato came in. Today I made tabouli, a food I love beyond reason or speech to tell.
Today my daughter snuggled on my lap under a gaudy neon sunset and we sang 'Well done, Sister Suffragette' to each other.
Today I have played, and worked, and taught, and learned and laughed.
Today is a good day.
Today my daughter snuggled on my lap under a gaudy neon sunset and we sang 'Well done, Sister Suffragette' to each other.
Today I have played, and worked, and taught, and learned and laughed.
Today is a good day.
Friday, July 21, 2006
On Today
Today has been a good day.
Today I have celebrated, today I have worked, today I have played. Today I have finished a piece of knitting. Today I have floated in the scent of tomato and read sweet words. Today I have prayed.
Today is a good day.
Today I have celebrated, today I have worked, today I have played. Today I have finished a piece of knitting. Today I have floated in the scent of tomato and read sweet words. Today I have prayed.
Today is a good day.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Faith
My soul sings with Her today, and I am glad.
The sun is hot, the tomatoes perfume the air where I sit, words that have long been nothing but writing to me glow with meaning again.
I was once was lost, but now am found.
Such joy, to feel again what I once felt, to know again what I once knew.
The sun is hot, the tomatoes perfume the air where I sit, words that have long been nothing but writing to me glow with meaning again.
I was once was lost, but now am found.
Such joy, to feel again what I once felt, to know again what I once knew.
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