Another chapter.

At the end of another unremarkable day this week I got to thinking about tapestries, as you do!

Every week I try to direct my posts away from myself, but for some time now, they seem to always start with me. I, I, I. Obviously, that is the world I operate in and know best but there’s got to be something more to talk about. .

The sun to shine on them. The other day I had to look again to see the purple crocuses I knew were there in the back flower bed. The garden was in shadow and the flowers had closed up. It took a blast of sun to reveal them in their full glory. Do you ever…

About two years ago I watched the documentary ‘Amazing Grace’ featuring Aretha Franklin. There was one song that I noted down back then called ‘How I got over’. For two years I have wondered if I can write anything about that.

For your life to get better before you live it.

Look for a window. (A direction that has been adapted from Malachi in the Old Testament but still makes sense today.)

That scares you’ Or so says Eleanor Roosevelt. I was thinking today that in the past I had a whole rake of things that I could use to build up my confidence. Those things are all a distant memory now.

Just the wrong clothes. I was thinking about that Billy Connolly quote and changed it a wee bit. How about ‘there’s no such thing as can’t, we just haven’t found the help we need so we still can.’

A new thing is coming! As COVID throws its heavy blankets of fatigue over my already tired body, I have been close to giving up all hope. I forgot to laugh, to sing, to look out at the blue skies, to step into the garden and breathe in fresh air. The idea of making a…