Sunsets and Birdsong Dawns…

Clackamas River Sunset

Life has thrown another curve… It does that.

I’m not entirely sure what I’ll find after I turn the corner, but for now I’m walking slowly along the path in no real hurry to get around the bend. I have spent this last week or so in my childhood home while working on my Finals for this term — this curve in life forced me to fall way behind in my classwork and I needed some help with the boys so I could get everything caught up and finished before the term ended. Somehow I’ve managed to catch up with everything despite all my current life drama…

While here my “baby” sister and I have had the opportunity to go for evening walks together — the boys have grandparents to help if someone takes a fall — I can be away for an extended period of time without worrying. This means that there has been a period of unexpected Rest in the midst of this chaos. Being with family – it’s easier to get up in the morning, easier to remember to eat, easier to sleep… I’m not spending my nights right now dreading the waking of another day…

Out walking with my sister in the evenings gives me the chance to just breathe, and hiking along the river in all its familiarity, it’s easy to remember who I am. The beauty that shaped me is still here — sunset skies above the river and birdsong filling the dawn. The air here at my childhood home by the river I know so well – it still smells like the late summers of my girlhood — like sun-warmed berries and dry grass, heavy with the weight of the heat and the scent of the river… Summer’s end hangs in the air as the days shorten and we all feel the coming autumn looming despite the present heatwave. I miss the sea – the sound of her breathing tides and her scent in the air – but I am so grateful to be here right now…

Life is hard — I hope you all can find Beauty when you’re travelling your own rocky path… Remember we’re all on this journey together – stay soft with each other…

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Of Changed Plans and Curveball “Calls”…

 

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Changing Leaves… 

Some days catch you completely by surprise.

 

Yesterday evening the only plans I had for today were taking The Professor to the neurologist for a quick follow up visit, writing a few pieces that need to be done soon, and getting some housework done. The plan was for it to be a full day, but a fairly “normal” one. A phone call I received late in the evening changed the day’s plans from “ordinary” to “extra-ordinary”.

Don’t worry – it wasn’t bad news. :)

My Healing Touch instructor was in a bit of a panic because her helper for the last day of a Level 1 course she was teaching had needed to bail out at the last minute, and she was desperately searching for someone to fill her shoes.  You absolutely need to have an aid when you’re teaching this method because you need to be able to show the students what to do — it’s not really something that can be learned just from the textbook. You can learn the science, you can learn the concepts, but the actual hands on work requires the “show and tell” approach. I knew immediately the seriousness of the situation since her students had paid good money for the course…

I didn’t immediately tell her that I could do it, since The Professor had that appointment, but a few minutes later I called her back after my hubby was able to rearrange his schedule. It took a bit of juggling, but I was able to be there for her the entire day (shout out to my hubby for his help, and my mama and second-sister for keeping The Philosopher company!).

So today, instead of all the things I had been planning to do, I found myself at a small workshop with a diverse group of people — though almost every one of them were nurses — in fact one other young woman, the instructor, and myself were the only ones who were not RNs. (Healing Touch is a popular type of energy medicine among nurses because of its scientific research and background.) Even the Buddhist monk with his great big laugh and flowing robes was an RN… :) I was actually really thankful that at least one of the other attendees came from a more “artsy” background like me… ;) Nurses have such giving, servant hearts though — it’s easy to understand why they’re drawn to Healing Touch, and they all did a wonderful job.

It had been quite awhile since I took the Level 1 class and I forgot how many great techniques were taught in it. There are a few that I really love, and I haven’t really had the opportunity to do them since I first took the course, so it was a good chance for me to practice. Plus, by helping out I was able to reap the physical benefits too — my pain levels are lower tonight than they’ve been in ages… (I know it isn’t magic – but it feels a bit like it is.) :)

It’s funny how we can think that we’re planning our lives out so carefully, but it only takes a phone call for those carefully made plans to be changed. I’m very thankful that my phone call last night meant I was able to be there for my teacher, and in the process I met some gentle souls with hearts for service — always a blessing. But sometimes those “calls” — in whatever form they come in — can feel like they throw your life such a curve-ball that your plans aren’t just being changed for a day… sometimes the “plan” of our life can be utterly destroyed. When we can’t see our way forward anymore through the life we no longer recognize, when our path is a maze with only a candle to light the way, when change leads to a devastation we never saw coming… We have to learn to trust that somehow there’s a phoenix already preparing to rise from the ashes… The reality is we never know when something “good” or something “bad” is going to appear on our life’s journey… and circumstances that are shaping us can lead to entirely new blessings we didn’t even know we could be given. I can trust that it is possible to have peace in the storms when I let go of what I really don’t know anyway — and rest in Who I do know…

“Peace I leave with you; My peace I give you…” (John 14:27)

Tonight, I am curled up in my bed, already planning my “to-do list” for tomorrow… But I am also remembering that I don’t really know what tomorrow will bring — and that’s okay…

I am grateful…

  1.  new friends…
  2.  Healing Touch…
  3.  servant hearts…
  4.  my hubby’s help with The Professor…
  5.  mama and second-sister visiting with The Philosopher…
  6.  changed plans…
  7.  laughing with people who were complete strangers moments before…
  8.  a Dr. Thom appointment for me tomorrow…
  9.  muffins to make tomorrow…
  10.  learning to adapt to life’s curveballs…

It’s all Grace…