fruits

Hi Maggie,

I had a meeting here last night, which meant undoing the daily toddler-tornado dismantling of my house.  And I'm still tired...

Congratulations to Daughter#1. If she dreams of grad school, then I am so happy she realized this! Good going!!

We are all bitchy sometimes. We all lose control and regret what came out of our mouths!  Is your son doing any better this week?  Is he following through on the homework, the commitment...

I read that the eclipse on Saturday will be difficult, then life will get easier.  In the meantime, expect changes.

We were talking about Friends with tenuous connections to their Meetings last night. Someone thought perhaps people with similar gifts are drawn together, then cliques form. I repeated you repeating your Buddhist leader from last weekend...we don't bond over strengths, we bond over our weaknesses.  The Friend looked at me for a moment, then started laughing.

I still don't know how to interpret this - this bonding through our weaknesses. But I am still thinking!

There was one other thing I heard last night that has stayed with me. We were talking about the testimonies, the Quaker SPICEs.  When these are treated as dogma, we break down, lose our way.  We should consider them the fruits of seeking the inward Light.

Fruits.

I like that. I pulled that close to my ehart and will be considering it.

I took off tomorrow. I did that because so many people in the world do  not work on Good Friday, so my services are not needed.  It turned out to be perfect, since I am still dragging from these viruses.  A little extra rest will be good for me.

I talked to my oldest son and his fam. They said,  "We need you to come out. We need to see you every year."  It filled my heart.  Of course, I am a selfish Mima...I would like to see them every day...every week...

Having moments of holiday drama in my mind.  Maybe I'll explore that here this weekend.

Love and hugs,

Clare