When I was living in San Francisco
I developed a toothache
that just about split my head open
as it moved into my right ear.
My ex-husband and his wife
took me to the emergency room
and I cried from the pain,
embarrassing all of us,
I am sure.
So I remember it all
very well.
My husband broke a tooth off yesterday,
and took some antibiotics that I had,
leftover from an old doctor’s visit.
He awoke in pain during the night,
and kept us both up for the duration.
It has not been hard
to give him my whole hearted attention today.
It is almost as if I can feel his pain in my own mouth . . .
so a soft breakfast
and a trip to the pharmacy
to get him some more antibiotics
and an over-the-counter
numbing agent.
The issue of the tooth
has taken up our whole day . . .
he now sits with an ice pack on his cheek,
with Gabriel on his lap for comfort,
and I am hoping he will sleep tonight.
It’s important to me
that he feels seen, heard,
and cared for . . .
I’ve avoided the hovering,
which doesn’t help anything,
and on Monday
he has an appointment with the dentist.
It’s my job
to tend to those I love,
whether it be a husband in distress,
a sick cat,
or a plant that is struggling to survive.
I have made a commitment
to be as good a steward as I can
to whatever dwells within my space on earth.
This afternoon,
in a slight drizzle,
I went out into the garden
and sprinkled coffee grounds
and crushed egg shells onto the soil
as I am invested in the plants’ health too.
The air was cooler
and smelt like fall . . .
I noticed the birds had cleaned all the seeds
out of the sunflowers I had planted in the vegetable bed,
and it made me feel like I was doing my job. ♥
I hope your husband is feeling okay this weekend, dear Sparrow, and that the dentist gets to it quickly tomorrow. Why do these things have to happen on weekends?
may the antibiotics calm down the inflammation and pain over the weekend, so that the dentist may help onwad to repair and cure soon. Blessings to you and your husband, dear Sparrow.
Nothing really. It’s been a rainy and drizzly couple of days. I did some food shopping and browsed in some shops.
There were many indoor crafts exhibits in the mall nearby. People are already Christmas shopping!
Enjoying also some mild weather here!
Staying in the present moment.
Going for a long walk after a couple of days not walking; weather was not cooperating…!
Happy Saturday All, make it a great day.❤️
🕊️❤️✨
Willingness has my wholehearted attention most days. I share a Aramaic version of the Lord’s Prayer and follow it with a prayer from author and poet Joyce Rupp that was featured in Richard Rohr’s Meditation today. Both prayers ask for the grace to ripen which is a powerful wish for the elderly who are experiencing many losses. No matter how old one is, the willingness to ripen is always available. May we all choose to ripen!
Translation of the Lord’s Prayer from Aramaic by Neil Douglas-Klotz
Abwoon d’bwashmaya
O Birther! Father-Mother of the Cosmos/ you create all that moves in light.
Nethqadash shmakh
Focus your light within us–make it useful: as the rays of a beacon show the way.
Teytey malkuthakh
Create your reign of unity now–through our firey hearts and willing hands.
Nehwey sebyanach aykanna d’bwashmaya aph b’arha.
Your one desire then acts with ours, as in all light, so in all forms.
Habwlan lachma d’sunqanan yaomana.
Grant what we need each day in bread and insight:
subsistence for the call of growing life.
Washboqlan khaubayn (wakhtahayn)
aykana daph khnan shbwoqan l’khayyabayn.
Loose the cords of mistakes binding us,
as we release the strands we hold of others’ guilt.
Wela tahlan l’nesyuna
Don’t let us enter forgetfulness
Ela patzan min bisha.
But free us from unripeness
Metol dilakhie malkutha wahayla wateshbukhta l’ahlam almin.
From you is born all ruling will, the power and the life to do,
the song that beautifies all, from age to age it renews.
Ameyn.
Truly–power to these statements–
may they be the source from which all my actions grow.
Each moment, each breath. I know it sounds clichéd, but after a lot of dancing at the show last night, not enough sleep, and a lot to do today, I’m a ball of fatigue who needs to be present for activities.
I don’t have anything in particular that needs attention, but as usual, staying present, being kind, and practicing gratitude, will get my whole hearted attention.
Thank you for this reminder. This is why I come here. Getting my head straight first thing in the morning is such a good way to start my day. 🙏
I’ll have time with friends from my improv troupe who suggested getting together for a birthday brunch. Spending time together outside our shows and rehearsals will give us more time to know each other. My husband’s going with me. If it isn’t pouring rain we’ll bike down together. I’ll pay wholehearted attention to riding over leaves that could be slippery from the rain we’ve been having off and on this week.
Later in the day I’ll be dealing (again, still) with the many, many pounds of green tomatoes the garden gifted me. I’ll make dill pickles, sweet pickles, perhaps some green tomato/apple mincemeat as a new way to use them up. Cooking and canning put me in a flow state, immersed in chopping, measuring spices, checking the temperature in the pot, waiting for the ping of success from the canning jar lids.
It will feel wonderful to sit down after the hours on my feet. This question will remind me to fully experience that delicious moment.
Green tomato pickles sound wonderful! I love all things tomato – green or red! There’s a green tomato pie recipe from the Duke’s Mayonnaise Cookbook. I loved it when I made it, so maybe you might be interested – https://littleblackskillet.com/savory-green-tomato-pie/
Oooh, thank you! I made the green tomato/apple mincemeat after brunch. I’ve never made mincemeat before and it tasted wonderful even before sitting a while and blending the flavors more. I have a whole bunch of recipes to use it in from https://tinandthyme.uk/2021/11/mincemeat-recipes/. I decided to wait until Sunday to make the pickles, both sweet for my sweetie and dill for my older daughter and her family. I may have enough left over to try this!
My home – cleaning, order, peace, fun, rest, space that is gratifying. We love our home. I just wish I didn’t have to spend so much time cleaning it myself. I just can’t let go of the $ to have someone else do it half–way. But finding the right person or team seems just as difficult – so I end up just doing it myself.
What is asking for my whole heart… Love and Mystery. I am trusting more deeply in God. As I face situations beyond my control, breathing through suffering and allowing/ choosing to trust in God. Then my serenity returns and my whole heart is filled. I face the situation with the gift of Grace. AMEN
What is asking for my wholehearted attention today? The answer is the case study from my Mental Health Awareness class. The case is due tomorrow.
Have a joyful weekend, everyone! ☺
I feel I want to bring wholehearted attention to all that I am about today. So often, my answers here distill down to presences. And that seems a good way of being wholehearted. 🍂
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When I was living in San Francisco
I developed a toothache
that just about split my head open
as it moved into my right ear.
My ex-husband and his wife
took me to the emergency room
and I cried from the pain,
embarrassing all of us,
I am sure.
So I remember it all
very well.
My husband broke a tooth off yesterday,
and took some antibiotics that I had,
leftover from an old doctor’s visit.
He awoke in pain during the night,
and kept us both up for the duration.
It has not been hard
to give him my whole hearted attention today.
It is almost as if I can feel his pain in my own mouth . . .
so a soft breakfast
and a trip to the pharmacy
to get him some more antibiotics
and an over-the-counter
numbing agent.
The issue of the tooth
has taken up our whole day . . .
he now sits with an ice pack on his cheek,
with Gabriel on his lap for comfort,
and I am hoping he will sleep tonight.
It’s important to me
that he feels seen, heard,
and cared for . . .
I’ve avoided the hovering,
which doesn’t help anything,
and on Monday
he has an appointment with the dentist.
It’s my job
to tend to those I love,
whether it be a husband in distress,
a sick cat,
or a plant that is struggling to survive.
I have made a commitment
to be as good a steward as I can
to whatever dwells within my space on earth.
This afternoon,
in a slight drizzle,
I went out into the garden
and sprinkled coffee grounds
and crushed egg shells onto the soil
as I am invested in the plants’ health too.
The air was cooler
and smelt like fall . . .
I noticed the birds had cleaned all the seeds
out of the sunflowers I had planted in the vegetable bed,
and it made me feel like I was doing my job. ♥
I hope your husband is feeling okay this weekend, dear Sparrow, and that the dentist gets to it quickly tomorrow. Why do these things have to happen on weekends?
”Why do these things have to happen on weekends?”
Seems to be one of those laws of nature,
dear Drea . . . 🙂
thank you for your kind wishes. ♥
I hope your husband starts to feel much better and has good luck at the dentist tomorrow fixing his broken tooth.
You ARE doing a great job Sparrow!
My husband is feeling a little better,
dear Michele.
Thank you for the mental boost . . .
it ain’t always easy
with an irritable patient. 🙂
I hope the pain subsides for your husband and he gets an answer and cure tomorrow 🙏🏼
Thank you,
dear SunnyPatti . . .
he’s biding his time
and the antibiotics are helping in the meantime. ♥
Busted ribs are the only pain I know is worse than a toothache. May you dear husband encounter relief soon.
Ouchie Ouchie . . .
I hope the busted ribs
are in the past,
dear Joseph. 🙂
may the antibiotics calm down the inflammation and pain over the weekend, so that the dentist may help onwad to repair and cure soon. Blessings to you and your husband, dear Sparrow.
Yes,
dear Ose . . .
the antibiotics
are helping with the inflammation.
Thank you,
dear one. ♥
Nothing really. It’s been a rainy and drizzly couple of days. I did some food shopping and browsed in some shops.
There were many indoor crafts exhibits in the mall nearby. People are already Christmas shopping!
Enjoying also some mild weather here!
One of the houses in my neighborhood replaced their Halloween decorations with Christmas decorations!
Love
Love
Staying in the present moment.
Going for a long walk after a couple of days not walking; weather was not cooperating…!
Happy Saturday All, make it a great day.❤️
🕊️❤️✨
Thank you, dear PKR, and a lovely Sunday for you, too.
Willingness has my wholehearted attention most days. I share a Aramaic version of the Lord’s Prayer and follow it with a prayer from author and poet Joyce Rupp that was featured in Richard Rohr’s Meditation today. Both prayers ask for the grace to ripen which is a powerful wish for the elderly who are experiencing many losses. No matter how old one is, the willingness to ripen is always available. May we all choose to ripen!
Translation of the Lord’s Prayer from Aramaic by Neil Douglas-Klotz
Abwoon d’bwashmaya
O Birther! Father-Mother of the Cosmos/ you create all that moves in light.
Nethqadash shmakh
Focus your light within us–make it useful: as the rays of a beacon show the way.
Teytey malkuthakh
Create your reign of unity now–through our firey hearts and willing hands.
Nehwey sebyanach aykanna d’bwashmaya aph b’arha.
Your one desire then acts with ours, as in all light, so in all forms.
Habwlan lachma d’sunqanan yaomana.
Grant what we need each day in bread and insight:
subsistence for the call of growing life.
Washboqlan khaubayn (wakhtahayn)
aykana daph khnan shbwoqan l’khayyabayn.
Loose the cords of mistakes binding us,
as we release the strands we hold of others’ guilt.
Wela tahlan l’nesyuna
Don’t let us enter forgetfulness
Ela patzan min bisha.
But free us from unripeness
Metol dilakhie malkutha wahayla wateshbukhta l’ahlam almin.
From you is born all ruling will, the power and the life to do,
the song that beautifies all, from age to age it renews.
Ameyn.
Truly–power to these statements–
may they be the source from which all my actions grow.
https://cac.org/daily-meditations/ripening-aging-with-grace-weekly-summary/
We are on the same page. I have had those in my life for a very long time. Thank you.
These meditations on aging gracefully,
dear Carol Ann,
are wonderful.
I loved this quote from Anne Lamott . . .
“I do not understand the mystery of grace—only that it meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.”
. . . and each two lines
of Joyce Rupp’s prayer
can stand alone
just as powerfully
as the whole thing read at once.
Again,
thank you . . . ♥
Each moment, each breath. I know it sounds clichéd, but after a lot of dancing at the show last night, not enough sleep, and a lot to do today, I’m a ball of fatigue who needs to be present for activities.
Had your dancin’ shoes on, did ya Drea?
Oh yes, more dancing than I think I could handle, Joseph! But I don’t regret it.
Wishing you a good night´s sleep so that you may feel refreshed when you wake up for a new day. Blessings, dear Drea
Thank you dear Ose. I’m feeling much better this morning.
It doesn’t sound cliché at all,
dear Drea . . .
I hope you are feeling better tonight. ♥
Yes, feeling a lot better. Thank you Sparrow.
I don’t have anything in particular that needs attention, but as usual, staying present, being kind, and practicing gratitude, will get my whole hearted attention.
Thank you for this reminder. This is why I come here. Getting my head straight first thing in the morning is such a good way to start my day. 🙏
I’ll have time with friends from my improv troupe who suggested getting together for a birthday brunch. Spending time together outside our shows and rehearsals will give us more time to know each other. My husband’s going with me. If it isn’t pouring rain we’ll bike down together. I’ll pay wholehearted attention to riding over leaves that could be slippery from the rain we’ve been having off and on this week.
Later in the day I’ll be dealing (again, still) with the many, many pounds of green tomatoes the garden gifted me. I’ll make dill pickles, sweet pickles, perhaps some green tomato/apple mincemeat as a new way to use them up. Cooking and canning put me in a flow state, immersed in chopping, measuring spices, checking the temperature in the pot, waiting for the ping of success from the canning jar lids.
It will feel wonderful to sit down after the hours on my feet. This question will remind me to fully experience that delicious moment.
Green tomato pickles sound wonderful! I love all things tomato – green or red! There’s a green tomato pie recipe from the Duke’s Mayonnaise Cookbook. I loved it when I made it, so maybe you might be interested – https://littleblackskillet.com/savory-green-tomato-pie/
Oooh, thank you! I made the green tomato/apple mincemeat after brunch. I’ve never made mincemeat before and it tasted wonderful even before sitting a while and blending the flavors more. I have a whole bunch of recipes to use it in from https://tinandthyme.uk/2021/11/mincemeat-recipes/. I decided to wait until Sunday to make the pickles, both sweet for my sweetie and dill for my older daughter and her family. I may have enough left over to try this!
Such a beautiful sharing, Barb. I can smell the spices! Thank you!
My home – cleaning, order, peace, fun, rest, space that is gratifying. We love our home. I just wish I didn’t have to spend so much time cleaning it myself. I just can’t let go of the $ to have someone else do it half–way. But finding the right person or team seems just as difficult – so I end up just doing it myself.
”We love our home. I just wish I didn’t have to spend so much time cleaning it myself.”
Same here,
dear Katrina . . . 🙂
Katrina, The fact that you are personally able to do it is itself a gift.
I’ll remind myself of this,
dear Carol Ann,
when I have to sit down
and get my back in order
after doing the vacuuming.
It’s true though. 🙂
What is asking for my whole heart… Love and Mystery. I am trusting more deeply in God. As I face situations beyond my control, breathing through suffering and allowing/ choosing to trust in God. Then my serenity returns and my whole heart is filled. I face the situation with the gift of Grace. AMEN
I re-post here,
dear RL,
a quote I read from Richard Rohr’s meditation,
posted by Carol Ann. ♥
“I do not understand the mystery of grace—only that it meets us where we are and does not leave us where it found us.”
Thank you
🙂
Rest…. feeling tired. Grateful for my son, he stopped by yesterday and mowed both my front and backyards.
Have a good weekend everyone.
Thank you Michele, and likewise to you!
You too,
dear Michele . . . ♥
What is asking for my wholehearted attention today? The answer is the case study from my Mental Health Awareness class. The case is due tomorrow.
Have a joyful weekend, everyone! ☺
♥
My life, in general. I’ve been feeling a bit out of sorts, so I need to go a little deeper and figure some things out.
Patti, Don’t over think it!
I’m not letting it consume me, but I have to find my way.
I feel I want to bring wholehearted attention to all that I am about today. So often, my answers here distill down to presences. And that seems a good way of being wholehearted. 🍂
Thank you for being present here, dear M2. It is muhc appreciated. Grateful for your being here with me and us.
Why thank you, Ose.🧡
AMEN
Thank you, Carol Ann.🧡