I had a moment of clarity last week at a vespers service at St. James chapel in Chicago. Now... I don't really go to church a lot, in fact hardly ever. But this service was particularly nice. The choir's voices were absolutely, unimaginably perfect.
A moment during the service it occurred to me that God really is Love. That God is present whenever there is Love present. Love for Life. Love for the earth. Love for each other.
In the definition of Love. you can replace the word God in every place. And everything God stands for is Love.
It was a nice realization.
Maybe I'll go to church again sometime.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
so much to do, not enough time!
Dad has had two doctor appointments this week, and one next week. My daughter is starting school the next week. I have a doctor appointment next week too. Not to mention work, play dates and general daily things that need to get done. I haven't done laundry in two weeks, it's piling up. I get home at the end of the day and have to make dinner, make sure chicabella gets showered, and into bed at an early enough time to get up so i can get to whatever the first appointment of the day is. My garden is getting overgrown.
I need an assistant. Someone to help me get everything done. I wish I could find someone to take Dad to his appointments. And take copious notes, so i know what's going on. Dad doesn't hear it all. He only hears what he wants to hear, so I am never sure what the doctor needs to happen. Sometimes he just stops medicine if he doesn't like the side effects. It's hard. I want to keep him healthy and safe while he's living with me.
I thought it was difficult taking care of a child, he's more willful and disregarding. I don't want to take his dignity away, AND I want to make sure he does what he needs to do, and doesn't just stop taking some med that he doesn't like.
I come to work, and here, I can think. I try to focus on *work* instead of him. But some days I am just not able to.
There is too much to get done, I can't keep up with it all.
I need an assistant. Someone to help me get everything done. I wish I could find someone to take Dad to his appointments. And take copious notes, so i know what's going on. Dad doesn't hear it all. He only hears what he wants to hear, so I am never sure what the doctor needs to happen. Sometimes he just stops medicine if he doesn't like the side effects. It's hard. I want to keep him healthy and safe while he's living with me.
I thought it was difficult taking care of a child, he's more willful and disregarding. I don't want to take his dignity away, AND I want to make sure he does what he needs to do, and doesn't just stop taking some med that he doesn't like.
I come to work, and here, I can think. I try to focus on *work* instead of him. But some days I am just not able to.
There is too much to get done, I can't keep up with it all.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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