She said, remember things that always remain:
blossoms in the spring;
birds remember to sing, and
you will do the same.
Getting back into doing découpage (pictures to come). One of my challenges in transition times is accepting the New when I have yet to decide that if I let go of the Old, it will come back again. Really. And that if I don't, it just sticks around in my memory, gathering moss.
Of course, I like moss, so that's a mixed blessing.
My new daytime meditation is as a worker bee in the hive. Maybe I am by myself in the hive, maybe others are working, too. But heck, I'm grooming the young and I'm sniffing for the ferimone trail of the queen. What else can a worker bee do?
In the springtime, I'll go out hunting for pollen.
General consensus from my students:
The Salem Witch Trials could not exist today, because everyone knows now that witches aren't real.
It's not really my place to convince them otherwise, of course, and I've got plenty of feelings caught up in the mix.
Maybe it's time for a nice fall round of Welsh music.
birds remember to sing, and
you will do the same.
Getting back into doing découpage (pictures to come). One of my challenges in transition times is accepting the New when I have yet to decide that if I let go of the Old, it will come back again. Really. And that if I don't, it just sticks around in my memory, gathering moss.
Of course, I like moss, so that's a mixed blessing.
My new daytime meditation is as a worker bee in the hive. Maybe I am by myself in the hive, maybe others are working, too. But heck, I'm grooming the young and I'm sniffing for the ferimone trail of the queen. What else can a worker bee do?
In the springtime, I'll go out hunting for pollen.
General consensus from my students:
The Salem Witch Trials could not exist today, because everyone knows now that witches aren't real.
It's not really my place to convince them otherwise, of course, and I've got plenty of feelings caught up in the mix.
Maybe it's time for a nice fall round of Welsh music.