Four friends had lunch today at a cafe where we ordered lovely food and drink, a lunch that stretched two hours because we had so much to say. That's a mid-winter moment. We were willing to go out in the cold and make time for talk and each other. Isn't one of your winter goals, or even a life goal, to be analog I've heard it called--i.e. spend time with people not technology?
Although we didn't discuss this, I bet each of us will have a simple supper tonight. I love eggs or pasta. Tonight I have spaghetti in mind, olive oil, lemon, a few shrimp or scallops, spinach and white wine, all on hand in fridge or cupboard.
Before that, time with my collage journal. Here's a page from a few years ago. I am finishing my 5th year of collage journalling, keeping track of my life with pictures, poems by me and others, cutting and pasting and layering and texturing and glittering, enjoying those endeavors a working person almost never has time for.
Here's another bit, cut out and framed. Tea is a favorite solace of mine, gets me up each morning, but welcome anytime. My husband makes me a cup when I ask, perfectly sweetened and milked.
Today's conversation, as is often the case when women get together, was full of affirmation. Maybe because we share a faith but probably not just that. Women have this knack. Here is how I would summarize the gift given: My dear, nothing is missing, you are already whole.
I would add to that, for each of us and for everyone I know or wish I knew.
Believe in yourself. Treat yourself as you would a friend.
These are my winter moments from this ordinary winter day. Tonight a fire with my pasta, feet up and a movie. Knitting on my simple cowl.
We can do this, you know. We can take care of ourselves and also take care of our community. We can use winter moments to keep ourselves healthy without losing sight of our goals for our country. We're heading into a winter storm. After a good night's sleep we may wake up to snow, not as common here in the North Carolina Piedmont as on the rest of the East Coast. Snow silences commotion and soothes the soul. With that respite we will continue to resist those who wish to divide and conquer even though they are our own government.
For all this we say, thanks be to God.
Nina Naomi
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