God With Some Skin On
OLIVIA
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This has been a roiling year for me..
Thanksgiving approaches and I check out my ratio of soft heart to armoring up.
I look back on who I was last year at this time and I don’t recognize that woman.
She used to be more gregarious and outwardly-purposeful.
I didn’t know love as intimately last year as I do now.
For this knowingness, much in my life has been traded: projects, food, muscle control and body functionality, a full life.
What initially feels like emptiness
Opens into a space populated by pure preciousness: my family who have circled the wagons round.. my beloved four-legged personal exultation of untainted spirit I am privileged to co-habitate with…. friends who keep their eye on me and their distance when I am hunkered down… healers generously spreading their salve on my beingness…helpers shopping and cleaning so I may rest in beauty…strangers opening doors and silently checking on my ok-ness…advocates stepping up and raising their voice where mine falls silent…soup-makers, screwdriver-weilders, magic money, dog walkers and internet comrades…silent prayer givers, tear wipers and inspirers all…..
Is this not a life of richness?
I think yes.
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hello! i found your blog through laura’s (shine the divine) and although i don’t have ms, my dear friend does (and i suffer from a chronic illness that leads me down many similar paths.) also, i am priveleged to share my home with, as you so wonderfully put it, a “beloved four-legged personal exultation of untainted spirit .” mine takes the form of a basenji
anyway, i find your blog both beautiful and encouraging, and just wanted you to know. (I’ve had a pretty roiling year, myself.)
So very beautiful Cathy…wishing you and Olivia a very happy Thanksgiving…xoxo Gerry
Dear Cathy and Olivia:
I just had a look at your Thanksgiving blog and my heart is filled with life and truth and a desire to bow towards you and these tears are holy tears.
love, patricia
My cup runneth over………..Beauty surrounds, Thank ful that you are a part of it. I Love you. connie
“Once a young woman asked Hafiz, “What is the sign of someone knowing God?”
Hafiz remained silent for a few moments and looked deep into the young person’s eyes,
then said, “Dear, they have dropped the knife. They have dropped the cruel knife
most so often use upon their tender self and others.”
Hafiz
Cathy,
You are a person of such depth and softness. Sigh.
My alaskan malamutes are getting a little rowdy these days with the colder weather and winter on the way.
Be good for goodness sake,
Russ
Cathy your words are beautiful as are you I hope you have a wonderful thanksgiving and I send youmy love and my prayer. ho eto see you soon Diane
Dear Cathy,
This is a beautiful recap of where you are now with all your thankfulness included. I’m thankful for you in my life and I hope this year will bring you more healing inspirations and LOVE,
Gay
yes, yes, yes again beautiful soul… rich for the giving, rich for the receiving, rich for the loving, the caring, the gratitude too is a richness to be shared. Thank you for shining your light in my life, our lives through your writing, your art, your essence that glows here on your blog. I’ve missed you.
And you are MY hero. Courage comes in many forms. 36 this December and I thank God for it because people like you were in my life to inspire me.
Love,
Joe