The daily grind of an ADHD contemplative, in her 6th decade of this pilgrimage called life.
I started this blog three years ago. A lot has happened since then that has resulted in what I hope is immense growth. It is fun to take a peek back and see what types of things I was wrestling with at that time…has it changed? Perhaps not as much as what I’d like to think. But maybe I can now glimpse at it with eyes capable of going deeper.
So…who are we to love? Go read the original article. 😉
Originally posted on 1/20/11—>Love? But who, Lord?
This article, When you get it right and when you don’t had me thinking that I need to start noticing the blessed moments of my life more.
So…here are just a few that are still fresh on my mind.
I must have done something right…
*when we walk into a store and my 10 year old son reaches out for the door and says “here mom, let me get that for you” and the other patrons smile as they walk by.
I must have done something right…
*when my 11 year old daughter reaches for my hand as we leave the store, and we walk hand in hand until we reach the car.
I must have done something right…
*when I make an incredibly simple breakfast and my daughter says ‘oh, this is delicious”.
I must have done something right…
*when my son makes coffee for me and serves it to me while I’m sitting at my favorite spot in the house! reading Facebook. 🙂
Hubby is helping me get my photo studio ready, I’m so darned excited I can barely think straight. I’m so grateful for all of his support.
While daddy works on my studio, my daughter decided to repainted her doll house.
Awesome work guys! 😉
A day set aside for love…seems a bit redundant to those whose life mission is to love…like a day set apart for breathing. And if you’re feeling a teensy bit grumpy as I was this morning, then all the sugary sentiments might even seem a tad over the top. But then I got an invite from my sweet children. They had been planning this day for weeks. Their excitement was contagious and allowed me to get a glimpse at pure joy, and it sucked me in.
Growing garlic, another fun experiment.
This one isn’t completely finished yet. But I love it so much, I just had to share it. I think Sarah will look really cute in this.
Growing celery in water. Learned this on pinterest and decided to try it. The kids are getting a kick out of it, as am I. So cool.
Just put this together with some fabric I had on hand. I used a pattern for a simple tank top and lengthened it. After I sewed it, it was a little snug. I wanted it to be a bit more roomy so I added the panel in the front and with the extra fabric I made the ruffle for the bottom and neck. She is happy an I’m happy.
“Self-knowledge opens to us the reality of the mystery and ugliness of sin as well as to the mystery and beauty of grace. Teresa envisioned the human soul as a castle containing many rooms. Outside the castle there was darkness and fearsome reptiles and creatures trying to impede our way into the castle. The key to the entry of the castle is prayer and reflection.
Once inside we become aware of light emanating from the deepest center, that innermost room, where dwells the Glory of God. However, some of these fearsome creatures manage to squeeze in with us, for they are the temptations, the bad habits, the patterns of sin that accompany us and although the Light continues to stream from the center of the castle, we still experience darkness for that which accompanies us into the castle blocks the light trying to reach us.
There is much work to be done in the first room. We wage a daily battle between the person we wish to be, the person we really are and the person God created us to be. To come to self-knowledge we must be very willing to be honest and this requires humility. What am I really like? How do others see me? Do I spend my time trying to be someone I am not? Do I feel guilty being who I am? How much of the false values of the world around me have I absorbed?”
my daughter has two dolls that bring two very special women together. One had been given to my mom by my sisters (you have to know my family for this to make sense…lol). As soon as my mom got it, she named it ‘Luisinha’…after her niece. I had kept it after my mom passed away, and many years later when I had my daughter and she was old enough to play with it, it became hers. The other was a special gift from my sweet cousin, the original Luisinha. It had been a gift from my mom to her when she was a little girl…and having no little girls of her own, she thought my daughter would like it. We asked Luisa at the time what her doll’s name was, but she had never named her…hmmm. Well it’s been a while since the receipt of this special gift. Today, my daughter comes to me and tells me that she finally has a name for her doll. Guess what she named it? Ha. I gotta tell you that she knew nothing of this whole connection that I’m describing here. So are you ready? She named her ‘Maria’…my mom’s name. So now, Maria and Luisinha, stand side by side entertaining my daughter and bringing her great pleasure.