I have a couple of pretend moments of free time, to touch base with you and my thoughts.
( I write the blog for my sanity, but you never know, it may soothe your soul too)
This book, Give Yourself Margin by Stacie Bloomfield came to me via dish towels!!!
I love dish towels, especially cheesecloth, with unique design. I like to give them as gifts, they mail easy, and I love them. So you on the receiving end, may feel my love upon arrival. Stacie runs a company, called Gingiber, look it up. Love small business, run by artist.
She mentioned her book at some point of me stalking her, and I jumped. It is small and terrific, and I will pass on to someone, who can pass it on to someone else.
She mentions in order to pivot in this sweet life, we need more margin.
Make room for community, Show up, DON'T DISAPPEAR FROM YOUR OWN STORY!!!!, Listen to your gut, sit with uncertainty, the world needs all of you, and on.........and on.........
Some of her gems, I have heard a million times, some were new. I like the illustrations also, its just a pearl of a little book. Buy one for you, and pass it on.
This morning with Mary (mom) we talk for about an hour about anything that pops up. I listen to the same stories, maybe with a different twist. She asks me the same questions, and I answer with a little more detail. I often ask her, how did we get off on Barcelona, the people watching and sweet Harriet, today, we had no idea!!But it was a good story, even with the loss of Derek, the story of his passing and me watching out the window, in Barcelona, to see if his cells, and joy were off on his journey. After hearing about his death, I ran to the window, I know I saw him, like a comet in the sky far away.
Mom said, that gives me goosebumps Bonnie. I agreed, and told her I'm glad she got to hear the story.
Remember she is eating her breakfast at the same time, we are ratting about random stuff.
Then she said, " I declare..." about something, but did not finish, but that was good enough. Who says "I declare" anymore, I hollered!!!! So as I was making my bed, and getting ready to shower, I became a southern bell of crazy, seeing what went good with " I declare" ( use your Scarlett voice)
My favorite was, " I declare, he is a complete imbecile." I must have said it a million times!! crying laughing. There is so much I dislike about the south, and so much I love. You just have to find a balance of crazy that is front porch kind. AND pray for all the other swamp ignorance about racial injustice. I can not forgive some things, but I hold near to my heart the good southern roots of my DNA. Moss and sweet tea, and our use of words, southern writers are my favorite. I like heat and humidity, and cringe if I see a wife beater shirt. I played at the creek, with the best. I declare, I am a smart, strong southern, liberal, lucky, blessed and highly favored daughter of the south. I give myself margin to make mistakes and enjoy winning.
Enjoy your Sunday, listen to people, show up!! Be kind, fair, love is love.
Talk later
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