The last week or so in world terms has been a bit of a whirlwind. This has been reflected in my own life as events have spun around the centre of my being and I am now trying to earth and take it all in.
It has been impossible to ignore the suffering in the Phillipines, especially the children. I decided to cut my Christmas budget and make a donation to help with distributing aid as quickly as possible to where it most needs to go. I can only pray for a swift recovering and trust that my prayers will be added to the many from round the world. The events in Sri Lanka have also been disturbing and while I don’t understand the full political picture, I do understand something of what it would feel like to have my sons taken away from me and not know their fate. A mother’s worst nightmare!
In the face of all this, I count my blessings and am thankful for the things that happened to me this week. I was in hospital overnight for a routine fluid drain and was reminded again of how good the care is that I have received since I got ill and the humour and good nature that accompanies that care.
The biggest lightening bolt was the arrival of the final proof of Handweaving: the Basics. It looks so amazing and the final editing is a matter of strategic tweaks. It will be such a joy to finish it and send it back ready for printing. Then we’ll have a PARTY!
Receiving the parcel was quite emotional and I have to confess that I cried all over Freddie the Postman. Luckily he was wearing his regulation raincoat and probably felt quite pleased to be making someone happy rather than delivering their pre-Christmas bills.
So now it’s time to work slowly on the revisions in the book, give my body a chance to recover from losing so much substance in one go and begin softly to think of Christmas and enjoy the preparations. My paperwhites are poking their leaves up through the soil and there’s an amaryllis swelling in it’s pot in the cupboard, so that part of the plan is going well.
I treated myself to two books this week. One was recommended by a friend, “Meditations with the Cherokee” by JT Garrett. The other is “living on the earth” by alicia bay laurel, a beautifully illustrated handwritten book that was a big part of my life 40 years ago when we lived on the island in Sweden. The “Rewild” course I have just completed brought this book to mind and I was thrilled to find it in print again and just as I remembered it. The cover of the old copy was soaked in olive oil from a cooking experiment all those years ago. It will be interesting to see what the fate of this one will be.
So it’s been a lovely blend of past and present this week with much to look forward to.
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