All in the life of a day
I awoke, I slept, I awoke again, I got up.
The thought crossed my mind ‘Life is good’ when I first awoke and again when I awoke for the second time. The awakening thought was unusual as it is hasn’t been my first or second thought previously that I can remember.
Each morning of the school half-term I have been deciding if I don’t wear that it is to go in the charity bag. Somethings I have worn others have gone to the charity bag. I think more about what I wear than I appreciate. What is it that makes you feel comfortable in one thing or colour but not another? I am consciously trying to get rid of what I don’t use. Am I finally breaking the inherited mantra from my maternal grandmother, “Waste not want not”. Perhaps I am accepting that sometimes I get it wrong and it is best to pass it on to the next person.
I also noticed when I opened the blinds that someone had deposited car tyres (us: tires) in the communal bins. That usually makes me mad. The fuse did begin to burn but then like a match that didn’t quite catch it fizzled. Instead, I would be creative by taking a photo or two and then send them to the local council. While I was about this task I decided to forward the email with my photos and concern to the local paper. The paper contacted me before the council and arranged to take a photo of this ‘fly-tipping’. I wanted to smile but the photographer said I had to look serious. I did feel the better for doing something creatively rather than in a rage.
Meanwhile indoors ‘Virgin Media’ our internet and TV provider is still playing up. How can I be creative with it? Today I will simply ignore.
Later I went into town and found the person to give the book I have just read.(You remember I am trying to have only what I use) She is a barista at one of the many cafes I now frequent. She is returning to Italy in a month and I wanted to give her something. She received the book gratefully.
From there I moved on to the ‘monthly’ Friday night Quaker discussion group. ( Here’s a confession I get excited going to it. It is a homely environment, good company and stimulating). We were discussing the essence of Christianity summed up in the verse, “Love the Lord your God with your whole soul and mind and love your neighbour as yourself.” It was an incredible feat that Eashoa summed up the 39 books of the Hebrew scriptures in one sentence!
The discussion highlighted that some of us seem to be born with love and or receive what is required to make us loving. I am in the camp that needed to be shown a way to love as it does not come easily to me particularly in difficult circumstances. The world may be taking care of itself but we humans don’t do so well in looking after each other hence we need teachers to show us the way.
I have been on the way for some years, it is a relationship which draws out love but only as much as I move with it perhaps better to say respond to it with love.
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Extra for the dedicated: a vid I made a while ago about ‘rubbish cuckoos’