It has been pouring rain for two days, the front walk and back are flooding, the TV won’t work and I am tired of cleaning. I keep trying to read but my mind keeps chattering away all by itself. Does time move in a circle? What if I can’t find my passion? How do I forgive myself for past missteps? How do I trust I will make right choices in the future or will I trick myself again. Does single-mindedly pursuing a goal rob us of the other places I might have gone? Retail therapy works until the bills come due. Breathe..just breath..this too shall pass.
My new favorite place is the Asheville Arboretum from which many pictures will come. Iciscles formed by recent ice becoming water and following gravity. One hour later they were all gone like they had never been at all.
Next is a picture of the front drive and I must find out about these wonderful red stick bushes. Wonder what they will look like when real spring arrives. The Tea Viburnum is already lifting pink bud toward the sky. So what does this have to do with snow-globes? In a book I am reading (The Blue Shoe / Anne Lamont) she described the february weather as being like living in a snow-globe. Sunny, warm, calm and lovely and then someone shakes it and there is snow and ice again. Seemed like a good description of the recent weather.
3 Little Words……..“I Love You” comes first to my mind- some folks find it hardest to say. Harder for me has been “Please Help Me.” I found the mindset that woman could do anything they set their mind to do and still believe that now. Many years ago I took this to an extreme by living in a house with no running water, an outhouse (I dug) and the only source of cooking and heat was the woodstove. I cut and split my own wood (with help) and lived there for a year carrying water home every day. You would never have known how I lived if you had seen my 100lb sweet self. I decided to opt for easier life and moved in town with all the luxuries. Three months later I had the car accident that changed my life. I was grateful for immediate help and I healed in my way. Things that drove me crazy were things like not being strong enough to open a window, open a stuck or heavy door or just get the lid off of a jar. I did grasp how lucky I was but “Please Help Me” was the hardest lesson.