this is what it feels like
to be loved by a lamb.
Welcome home Tippy!
|Today was my surgery day|
I was nervous of what they might find
and actually glad i had good reason
to cut me up.
it could've gone a few ways - but ive been blessed with the better way
it's behind me now
and my black scarred up gallbladder out
best part was...my daughter was the best mom to me
and i'm gonna be just fine :)
Advent December 12 Home
Blessing: Home is where it's at
|Every year for years now we have wandered off into the wilderness with our|
little bright orange tree tags we buy from the forestry dept in search of the tree.
its a tradition that i adore
this year, because of all the balls in the air, we had to go BUY one in a tree lot.
I don't like perfect trees.
I like the ones with pinecones still attached, maybe a birds nest and dried bits of seasonal
I like the ones that stand 12' high and you can see the trunk.
I like the ones that look like the Charlie Brown Tree.
give them some love and voila...
|You know when you have too many balls in the air|
and you can't believe it's day, then another and another?
That's how i've been lately.
getting ready, tons of deadlines, not enough hours in the day to
do the to-do's.
My dad once called me the Master Juggler - and i like that image.
somehow i made it throught this week
too bad i didn't do it in such snappy style as this guy!
Advent December 10, The Master Juggler
Blessing: let the balls fall where they may
|I haven't seen him yet this year.|
In fact, I'm not sure IF i'll see him at all.
Every year when the fall rain gives way to sleet and snow
I am notified of this change
by a lone bright blue bird
visible from my bed
out in the big bare boxwood elder outside my window.
The bird always lets me know...
It's gonna snow now
for a long long time.
His absence is ovbious and yet the snow has surely fallen
Where is he?
Then I remembered, the blue feathers scattered across the yard in the late fall.
some pale gray down
It will be a miraculous treat
to see you again
i wait with anticipation.
Advent December 6th Blue Jay
Blessing: Notice the small gifts outside your window
|I have seen this magnificent scene before|
a lone deer crossing the river
and always felt
it was just for me
A shaman told me once it is a powerful omen
a good good blessing.
The other day, as I was driving home from the grocery next town over
I was blessed again
To see that same river, with the setting rays kissing the icey water
a dreamy far away glowing mountain range
in the background with a gigantic buck and his family
walking towards me
in the river
as if it were a road.
I don't know what kind of medicine that is
but it's the kind I like
Advent December 7th The Buck
Blessing: See the spirit in everything. God is talking.
|I love this time of year when all goes white, illuminating pops of holiday red berries|
twisted around spent limbs of summer's bloom
revealing their secret life
now exposed and begging
My all time favorite foraging ritual includes
gathering these branches
remember this one?
how i miss the Christmas Lamb dog!
blessing: hidden jewels await their reveal
|We had an epic winter storm all day yesterday. A good 2 feet , unplowed roads -|
delayed fed ex deliveries (yikes craft fair tomorrow! where are my new biz cards??)
It was nice to go in and stay inside. School will be delayed tomorrow and we can all sleep in a wee bit.
|Woke up to a Blue Bird morning...Colorado has some of the world's bluest clear skies.|
The storm left its mark covering every last inch of bare ground. Branches, bushes, cows and birds were dusted with
magnificent sparkles. Their bodies still, as if actually frozen we laughed at how the cows looked like statues.
|And then i saw some strange black shapes in the frosted limbs of cottonwoods by the river. I thought they might be|
someone's black hat tossed up in the tree or perhaps a dead crow.
As I got closer I realized it was them...
having another Crow Party.
|"move over...i'm about to fall off this branch"|
|"i just want to keep warm ....c'mon!...."|
|"please sun...do your thing...."|
|"Ok...guys...the sun's up now - get your own branch!"|
|"Alright everybody, i'm calling to order this meeting..."|
You see, ever since my Rosie was a wee one, whever we saw the crows gather anywhere, on telephone wires, on fenceposts, hay fields, road kill...we'd say " Oh look! They're having a Crow Party! "
We imagined how they talked and what in the world they were scheming at.
All our crow voices are men, from the Al Capone gangster genre.
Today they were all bunched up in a solid white glistening tree...
not too comfortable with snuggling eachother
but desperate to be warm.
Advent December 5th Crow Party
blessing/wisdom: together we can do this thing and have a party doing it.