Church Ladies

Emma and me in church


I have written before about my personal brat pack from high school and the connection we forged which, for me, has been tempered over the years into the finest alchemical magic imaginable.

The past few days I had a visitation from another pack member, Paul.

He arrived with the gift of a mixed CD he made for me sporting stuff like THE MAMAS AND PAPAS, ROD STEWART and other beloved oldies because that’s what we are.

He knows I love to wake and groove.

At this point my body won’t reliably obey my will so I desperately need the juice, juju and jive to enervate my sloth.

Paul treated me royally in so many ways and I felt my entire self let go into the safety of being looked after and out for.

We tooled around town together so easily. I smiled seeing my buddy with tiny, white, stubborn Emma leading him to and fro.

I feel quite tribal in proximity to my pack members from way back then.

Paul and I stopped into a favorite meditation spot; The Santuario de Guadalupe.

There is something inordinately precious about sharing the experience of prayer or connection with “All That Is” with those we love.

I left the church feeling ‘more.’

Thank you, Paul.


3 Responses to “Church Ladies”

  1. Jina Vick on October 10th, 2015

    What a lovely and lively photo.

  2. Jenny on October 11th, 2015

    Lovely , made me smile and smile.

  3. Paul on October 13th, 2015

    Cathy, it was SO GREAT seeing you and sharing in your life energy and positive attitude. I am grateful to be a part of your history and your life. You inspire me to live fully and compassionately. Until we meet again, you will remain in my heart and in my thoughts and prayers.

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