I give thanks that the Post Office here located the package of mine they'd lost yesterday...apparently it was just exactly where it should have been all along. Well, we can all identify with that can't we? How many times have you thought you're just ready to go out somewhere and then it comes to your attention that your keys or phone or something else vitally important has disappeared off to another dimension for a while?
I'm grateful to Jenny for coming to do some vigorous chores...and she was grateful for a ride back down to town in the taxi I took, to collect the errant package and the shopping that remained unshopped in the unexpected twists and turns of Thursday. I'm grateful I had the energy...just about. Sometimes I feel very strongly that I just cannot do some physical chore, I get so unbelievably exhausted I could weep, but that's when my unbelievable mental strength comes in! Body's in bits but my, what a beautiful mind I have!
Had a fumbly go at making cards with numbly fingers earlier. Sellotape is a major challenge...double sided style Krypton factor-esque. If you receive something hand crafted from me this year remember it's the thought that counts...they are beautiful in intention...
Couldn't work out what the noises were at first yesterday evening...then I recognised strong wind and heavy rain! Partly due to post acupuncture beflufflement I'm sure, but it's been relatively still and dry here for several days and my ears seemed to have forgotten! Tad on the nippy side now... I love the variety of our weather here...though I don't intend to be out in it for a few days. Some serious recharging required!
Friday, 7 December 2012
Thursday, 6 December 2012
Consider this
Today I'm giving thanks for...
* It being one of those days when you can see much more clearly and further than the apparent slight fog suggests...literally and metaphorically of course!
* Tackling the various challenges with a good heart and humour, and the ones that arose when the first ones went awry...
* Friendly staff on help desks with whom to discuss some of the aforementioned awryness
* Dogs driving cars http://uk.news.yahoo.com/
* That thing I do. That thing that's a cross between spinach and feta pie and potatoes Dauphinoise. Spinach, feta, potatoes, pinenuts, garlic, nutmeg and cream...it's a very fine thing indeed!
* Remembering REM
* That everything is OK in the end... whenever and whatever you think the end might be!
* It being one of those days when you can see much more clearly and further than the apparent slight fog suggests...literally and metaphorically of course!
* Tackling the various challenges with a good heart and humour, and the ones that arose when the first ones went awry...
* Friendly staff on help desks with whom to discuss some of the aforementioned awryness
* Dogs driving cars http://uk.news.yahoo.com/
* That thing I do. That thing that's a cross between spinach and feta pie and potatoes Dauphinoise. Spinach, feta, potatoes, pinenuts, garlic, nutmeg and cream...it's a very fine thing indeed!
* Remembering REM
* That everything is OK in the end... whenever and whatever you think the end might be!
Wednesday, 5 December 2012
Lighten up
I really should remember to take my camera to bed with me this time of year, we have some lovely sunrises...You have to time the looking right though or you can be completely dazzled - it seems to be as low over the horizon as the top of this terrace is high. I had my bed facing the window when I first moved in, thinking sipping morning tea whilst watching the spectacle would be a delight, but it was too bright to open my eyes! I give thanks for the renewing glory of nature, and the memory of my optimism and strength when I first came to live here.
Even if there's not a colourful sky first thing, there's the wonderful golden light. I only discovered the other day that the first hour after sunrise and before sunset are called the 'golden' or even 'magic' hours. I give thanks for them twice a day sometimes! Hear it is again lighting up that tree outside (in fuzzy felt phone mode...pretend you've had a drink!). People occasionally say it's a pity it's there as I'd see more sea if not...but I'm happy with my tree in all its moods and costume changes...
Her upstairs was having a hard day yesterday. She went out and came back again so many times, each one more stompy and slammy and cross. Clearly she was looking for someone or something, or, I suspect, someone with something! Knowing how hard it can be when you are dependent on someone for something (whatever is is whether you get it or not!) I felt rather sorry for her.
Every time it seems as if someone lets you down, lets you go or lets you know you're not the first thing on their mind they are actually doing you a great service as you can learn to look after yourself a bit more. By looking after yourself you are looking after them, and if they didn't feel like doing whatever it was they didn't do then it wouldn't have been done with love anyway would it?
We are all one, all on the same journey, but we may be travelling different by different routes and means. If you're in a sailboat and you're trying to share the way with someone on a horse you may be avoiding a lot of potential distresses if you can manage not to be too mutually dependent...
Anyway, I give thanks that I know this because whatever vehicle I'm using, it seems to be made for one...and yes I get fed up when I have to get out and push it but as long as you keep it light... Oh and that I dropped the mince pie before I vacuum the floor. There's probably less fluff on the carpet now too!
Even if there's not a colourful sky first thing, there's the wonderful golden light. I only discovered the other day that the first hour after sunrise and before sunset are called the 'golden' or even 'magic' hours. I give thanks for them twice a day sometimes! Hear it is again lighting up that tree outside (in fuzzy felt phone mode...pretend you've had a drink!). People occasionally say it's a pity it's there as I'd see more sea if not...but I'm happy with my tree in all its moods and costume changes...
Her upstairs was having a hard day yesterday. She went out and came back again so many times, each one more stompy and slammy and cross. Clearly she was looking for someone or something, or, I suspect, someone with something! Knowing how hard it can be when you are dependent on someone for something (whatever is is whether you get it or not!) I felt rather sorry for her.
Every time it seems as if someone lets you down, lets you go or lets you know you're not the first thing on their mind they are actually doing you a great service as you can learn to look after yourself a bit more. By looking after yourself you are looking after them, and if they didn't feel like doing whatever it was they didn't do then it wouldn't have been done with love anyway would it?
We are all one, all on the same journey, but we may be travelling different by different routes and means. If you're in a sailboat and you're trying to share the way with someone on a horse you may be avoiding a lot of potential distresses if you can manage not to be too mutually dependent...
Anyway, I give thanks that I know this because whatever vehicle I'm using, it seems to be made for one...and yes I get fed up when I have to get out and push it but as long as you keep it light... Oh and that I dropped the mince pie before I vacuum the floor. There's probably less fluff on the carpet now too!
Tuesday, 4 December 2012
Brown study
You know sometimes I write that I'm extra tired for no particular reason? Well today I must be tired because I've been so busy, well that and being in such a state of disrepair! As well as the usual physical challenges, I decided I needed a new place to store the second hall carpet remnant. The intended hall floor would be ideal but no takers for that task yet so I was womanhandling it around the flat into various positions for some time this morning before settling on a spot in the livingroom next to the tall bookcase. It's a brown carpet and a brown bookcase so that'll do for now...You can hide an elephant in the room as long as there's something else large and grey!
I've also expended quite a bit of energy trying to find out why the stats on my blog kept changing. I don't mean sometimes there'd be more people reading than at other times, but the number of readers of a post would fluctuate up and down from one moment to the next and 'all time' number was going up and down by a few hundred at a time ...so I sent a query to the blogger forum and received a reply telling me that when I started working on my blog instead of obsessing about figures then I'd get genuine readers instead of just referrer spam (which apparently is now being removed on the spot). Is it me or is this a little rude? I only look at the figures cos blogger make a big thing about displaying them...and I've never seen them change before my very eyes before. I'll never have a high readership because I'm unlikely to live long enough for vast numbers of people to care about spreading gratitude and oxytocin, and when vast numbers of people do, there'll be no need for my blog! I said I hoped his day was filled with joy, he sounds as if he needs a bit of love sent his way, it must be very frustrating dealing with people who don't know as much as you!
Yesterday I was being batted to and fro by the GP's surgery and the medical suppliers both of whom insist the others have the prescriptions I need. Actually it's just need the products I need but I guess none of them know what it's like to be low on such essentials from personal experience, so I'm sending them lots of love as well! Less gritted teeth love to the delivery man who brought such items as are ready for me...and much gratitude for the much needed goods too...
I'm grateful I made some tasty lunch (having somehow missed breakfast along the line) and for the steadfast support of the sofa beneath me. For wake up boo sunrise, end of the world is nigh grey skies and light at the end of the tunnel rainbows...This is the kind of thing - aren't they glorious? http://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/pictures/20329000
May you all be well, may you be happy, may you be at peace...
Monday, 3 December 2012
Checking in
Well, the sun is over the yardarm and I shall be more than ready for sofa time when I've tip-tapped out a few words and made some veggies into some munchies! All I've had since breakfast is a mince pie but I did have a massive bowl of my date and cinnamon porridge to start the day. If it's good enough to keep Scotsmen wearing kilts it's good enough for me!
I was thankful for more energy today after a great deal of conservation of same in the preceding twenty four hours. I'm grateful for a well timed and cheery cab driver; for Eileen, Silvana and Linda making my trip to the surgery for bloods such an enjoyable and friendly time (yep, even such apparently unpromising material can be turned into fun!); for giving in to the urge afterwards to head in the opposite direction from my in town tasks to partake of a refreshing mug of tea and more chitter-chatter at an almost deserted Eastcliff, for Laura saying she'd pick me up in town as she was heading up here afterwards so some useful grocery purchases made and transported extra easily; for an excellent session of home beautification made especially delightful a) because the materials used were almost all pre-owned or left over from other projects and b) as it proceeded with such mirthfulness and good cheer. The stunning fractal poster so kindly given to me by Janet has finally been hung now the setting I had in mind is up to scratch and it can receive the appreciation it is due...and the scarf I made on Saturday to go with my flower power jumper has been admired for it's charm and compatibility.
Talking of stunning: have I mentioned where I live is rather easy on the eye? I have? Well, I guess I'm going to have to do it again then...
Sunday, 2 December 2012
Wrapped up
I give thanks for lots of rest today. I considered staying in bed as feeling so bleurgh but I wanted to try out some knitting stitches and that's easier up and dressed. Didn't do a lot more than that though and much appreciated the lack of physical activity though my brain's been going a bit, been having a grand old think!
I'm grateful for a wrapped up hot water bottle on my sorely kidney, a snuggly throw for my front and a simple diet...toast for breakfast, a carton of soup for tea and an Eccles cake in between so hardly any washing up either! I give thanks for books and catch up TV, for my daydreams and my snoozes... Oh, and for all the work that's been done to get the railway lines round here usable again. Some people have moaned about the delays but that is very ungrateful!
I'm grateful for a wrapped up hot water bottle on my sorely kidney, a snuggly throw for my front and a simple diet...toast for breakfast, a carton of soup for tea and an Eccles cake in between so hardly any washing up either! I give thanks for books and catch up TV, for my daydreams and my snoozes... Oh, and for all the work that's been done to get the railway lines round here usable again. Some people have moaned about the delays but that is very ungrateful!
Saturday, 1 December 2012
Can do
Thank you for the day...
when the hot water bottle is still warm enough in the morning to give some comfort to my chilly bits
when I remember what a comfort and joy it can be to be alone
when there's a pre-Christmas delivery slot left at Tesco's
when a majestic and graceful UK Border agency craft slips into port here and I happen to look out of my window at just the right moment to view it pass through the slice of shipping lane I can see
when I spend a contented afternoon knitting a 'can-can' scarf whilst listening to lectures by biologist philospher Rupert Sheldrake on his theories and research and eating Maya Gold chocolate...chaos, creativity and cosmic consciousness all together now!
when the hot water bottle is still warm enough in the morning to give some comfort to my chilly bits
when I remember what a comfort and joy it can be to be alone
when there's a pre-Christmas delivery slot left at Tesco's
when a majestic and graceful UK Border agency craft slips into port here and I happen to look out of my window at just the right moment to view it pass through the slice of shipping lane I can see
when I spend a contented afternoon knitting a 'can-can' scarf whilst listening to lectures by biologist philospher Rupert Sheldrake on his theories and research and eating Maya Gold chocolate...chaos, creativity and cosmic consciousness all together now!
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