Doing Small Things With Great Love
Or
How I Spent My Summer Vacation
Am pretty much coming out of the gate here stating first & foremost that truly I am not, & never have been a summertime gal. Spring & autumn, now those are my true seasons! It's the time of year when usually, but not always of course; here in the northeast the weather more often than not is mild, & the colors fantastic. Spring blooms are generally a bit more subtle then her summertime sisters, but I think that's probably because in the spring there are overall less flowers, & the plants that do bloom tend to be delicate in nature. When we get a backlash of frost or torrential rain, which we almost always do then it's- here today & gone tomorrow! In New England we tend to slide into autumn on a gentle breeze, or a cold crisp night, & if all the elements are perfecto the colors will not disappoint!
Since my mother's major decline two years ago, my own personal day to day living a life situation has finally reached a more even level. My personal state of mind had become clouded with an immense sense of conflict. The aspect of love had & remains key, but it was the overwhelming spurts of despair of trying to figure the best way to go forward in a maze that had no road map. To be truly honest am unable to think of an offspring of a mother figure from my own mother's side of the family who's relationship with their daughter had not been clouded with turmoil. In regards to myself & my mother, great strides have been made over a lifetime of overcoming the traumatic stress. When necessary I remind myself that that was then, & to actively engage my mind in the exercise of forgiveness, even if she knows no better in the present. I keep this quote by Mother Teresa right next to my desk & reread it quite often. It truly is the best of what I am capable, & for this I remain truly grateful-
Do small things with great love.
The spare room that I do most of my writing in, or put together a quick artistic craft project, has had many lives. Originally it was the master bedroom in our cottage sized home. As our family grew it became obvious that a few more rooms would provide much needed breathing space. So this original master bedroom then became a traditional room of bunk beds for two of our younger sons. It continues to be a space with options; home office, guest room, whatever the need may be.
My next entry here at the Peace Garden is being mulled over as we speak. A lot of loose ends have come together since summer, & presently am involved in some heavy duty personal feng shui oriented space clearing. No one ever said it was ever going to be easy, & realistically it's an excellent thing to do rather than allowing oneself to remain stuck in mindful clutter. Yes even this cleaning out process has it's treasures. Yup a good tale or too!
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