It started with a delivery of
Happy Face and flowers
from a dear, dear friend who winters in France
Then on the same day I was given this
amazing and simply beautiful book from a friend
who knows my heart...
The same day another wonderful friend sent me this
deeply moving poem.
*****
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and
purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.
—Naomi Shihab Nye
****
Then - on the very next day the morning started
Then - on the very next day the morning started
with a
Starbucks delivery from a great guy.
Then in came a Shamrock plant
from a truly special lady...
PLUS Delicious muffins from
a smiling friend...
from a truly special lady...
PLUS Delicious muffins from
a smiling friend...
followed closely by
this gem from another good friend.
Can you guess what it is?
Yep - a FAB holder for my panels.
The gift below was a total surprise from a a
dear lady I have known
for many years, but we do not exchange gifts
and she waltzed in
and presented it to me with a
beautiful coordinating bow.
Four place mats of nests and birds.
Love, love them!
Love, love them!
But wait ...it continues,
NO it was NOT my birthday.
I tell you it is a
I tell you it is a
Universe thing...
A simply lovely pair of
silver calla lily earrings.
(I am wearing the other one!)
This gift is from a close friend
who is going through
tough times and can still think of
someone else.
She also brought these beauties
in from her garden.
Then another neat guy gave me a tall
dog treat can, and I
opened it up to find this gem.
A great little bird nest safely resting
at the bottom.
Wait..not finished yet...
I arrived back home to find a box
on my doorstep
from my wonderful
(honorary)niece in Florida
This was hand made by an artist
with jasper and other wonderful symbolic
materials.
She also sent me a card made from
a watercolor chart
made by her mother...my closest friend
for 40 years before she passed on.
I held it and had tears seeing her writing
and feeling the love.
So it is rather overpowering to think of the
bounty of His Grace and Blessings
in my life and these
reminders poured all over me.
I have started painting again.










