bashasgarden

I am joyously, deleriously happy. I am free from worry, for some moment of grace, meditating, painting, writing, gardening--all with a broken finger, but since it doesn't hurt, it is only a minor inconvenience. I have two privat computer students, and a very minor part-time job with my AA sponsor--who is a wonderful person to be around. Granted, she has a lot of freedom from financial insecurity, but she models for me someone who is a giver, constantly reaching out to people, sharing her joys and gifts, and tries to connect people with converging interests. She is fun to be around, and is smarter in so many ways, she is helping me up the rungs of the ladder to a higher spiritual life.

I had a healing experience visiting my brother, and connecting newly with three nieces, and my sister-in-law, and two brothers. And we talked about my Dad, and I am now researching homes for him near me, in the event one is needed.

I re-connected with friends from NYC, and two of them are coming down for the day in two weeks. New people are also coming into my life, as well as new ideas.

And I am expressing creativity in many areas.

Love is in the house!

Life is what happens when you are busy making plans. I broke my finger while walking my dog. A strange thing, breaking a finger. Seemingly a minoe inconvenience, but it complicates everything, well, most everything, but typing is certainly more difficult, as you can see. It means that the unemployment office says I have to inquire about disability, the doctor saya that my working skills are now hampered for the time being, gardening, housewoek, bathing, everything more difficult, not hideously so, but still awkward, luckily my dominant hand ok, can paint, draw, cook, and we need to address the problems we have had recently with our beloved dog.