Waking
early to travel back to London, and so seeing one of those liquid
gold sunrises that seems to pour wildfire across the sky and having
the opportunity to give Himself a little kiss goodbye whilst he was
still asleep and be answered with one of those cute little grumbly
mutters that sleeping people do when they are disturbed. Very lovely
and snug-like.
Early
morning time with Stefi the Queen of Cats which involved biscuits,
purring, and a race for the front door.
Hot
chai on a cold railway station platform.
The
loveliest, and most incongruous, conversation between two elderly
rugby fans on the train who were discussing what they thought of
'Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistlestop Cafe' (the book, not the
film!) and 'Love in the Time of Cholera'. I found it all very
affirming and lovely.
Travelling
back to London through the early morning light across rivers and
marshes; my favourite sort of landscape.
The
peacefulness of sheep.
One
of the small people I work with in school coming into the card shop
and carrying on our conversation from a week ago almost without
taking a breath. I loved how natural he was with me, and how unfazed at seeing me in a different environment.
A
father bringing in his baby daughter and asking whether she could sit
on the floor and draw a picture in the Mother's Day card he had just bought. I lent them some coloured pencils. And she smiled at me.
Another
little girl coming into the shop and saying that she was buying a
card for her brother who is one year old tomorrow and informing me
that, "he is a monkey but I am Jessica." She isn't a monkey
and I know that because I enquired.
Spring
flowers looking beautiful and abundant on the Green.
A friend's reaction to
the Little Sista Goddess cards and poem that I sent her. Hoorah!
That
I have heard the sound of horses' hooves on earth twice today.
Some
wondrous finds in the charity shop; including a wildly furry
waistcoat and a beautiful 50s style velvet coat, which I might well
wear on our wedding day. Tip top charity shop joyousness!
Writing
up three tarot readings and feeling back in the swing and connected
to What~Is.
Feeling
proud of my friends who were able to go on the No 2 Trident march
today and the lovely Annie
posting a photo of someone with a knitted Jeremy Corbyn rucksack. We
shall change the world through smiles and knitting!
The
excitement of contemplating scary and brave life changes. So much to
think about and be afraid of but, in the midst of that, so much
innocence and hope.
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