I had a very large arrangement of edible flowers delivered to my door this afternoon from my daughter in law, Khrystyne and my son, Clayton. The card said: We Love you so much. Hugs and kisses. Clay’s name was first on the card, but he’s a guy. He loves me, I know, but his mind goes to carburetors and computers before floral arrangments, so thank you Khrystyne for making that happen. I was so touched, I had to hold back tears, so I could continue seeing clients.
My first client settled in for her session. We did some catching up, then I wanted to focus our purpose.
So dear, what exactly do you want today, what do you need?
Oh Karen, if only you were an ice cream truck, I would know exactly how to answer that question!
I am allergic to chocolate but ate 6 chocolate covered strawberries anyway. They were worth all the itching that will arrive any second.
I am in touch with my cousin, Bobby, whom I’ve not seen since childhood. He is giving me news and sending me pictures of his life in Florida. It’s vibrant and alive compared to gloomy June in Oregon. Writing to him has retrieved a sense of family I believed was extinct.
I bought presents for Caleb, my niece Ingrid’s new baby, painted the boxes purple and put gold stickers on them. I enjoyed having purple fingers and the mess of it all. I worked outside with the sun warming my shoulders as flamenco music shouted from the door.
I watered this morning while the gardeners pulled up morning glory vines. I built a trellis for wax beans and pushed flimsy metal cages over cucumbers. My stunning pink rose bush is getting ready to bloom, but it’s all an exercise in non-attachment, because the deer will level my garden in their hunger and greed – and I’m going to let them.
The bees did not sting me as I made my way through fields of wild strawberries in bare feet.
The dirt-covered cat did not jump into my clients lap when she sat outside to admire the day.
The library did not close before I could leave an old book and grab a new one.
That’s a lot to feel good about for a Monday.