This place where you are right now God circled on a map for you. Wherever your eyes and arms and heart can move Against the earth and sky, The Beloved has bowed there— Our Beloved has bowed there knowing You were coming.
At 11:40 the words, "This day keeps getting better!" flew out of my mouth. I'll tell you 13 reasons why.
A morning with Maya Stein. Not the least bit happy to say farewell, but oh so immensely grateful for a new friendship. Her companionship immediately felt as comfortable and easy as a favorite pair of jeans.
Meeting Mom at Northwest Christian Thrift Store to inspect a wicker chair she found for my front porch. Loving the porch chair and (drumroll) . . .
Unexpectedly seeing, falling in love with and buying the dining room set of my dreams! :D I've waited 3 years to find the perfect table and chairs and today I did, at a phenomenal price. Probably no coincidence I put into practice The Law of the Ugly Chair.
Winning a free brownie from TASTE Café & Gourmet To Go. Saving it for Colleen, who despite being tired came in tonight for emergency candle-wicking.
Running into a friend at TASTE.
Exiting TASTE with free brownie in hand and being greeted by another friend. It was at this point I shouted "This day keeps getting better!"
Noon AA meeting.
Editing photos from last night's writing workshop held at my house. For the first time in countless years, I'm experiencing how I want my life to look, be and feel.
Seeing Colleen's look of sheer bliss biting into the brownie.
Listening to Colleen sing while she worked.
Basking in this week's bounty of connections and love.
Leftover apple crisp.
The only thing that would've made today better is Lucy, here, in her body. That's the truth every day. But her passing is what it is. Acceptance. Gratitude. Enjoyment. Not much beats experiencing all three, even at varying degrees, simultaneously.
A poet sleeps in my guest room. She is an easy, delightful guest. Taller than I expected. Warm, freckled, smart, comfortable in her body, deep bright eyes that see more than most. You know the old question, who would you most like to have over for dinner? Last night was dream-come-truey in that regard. Two of my favorite writers, and one of my favorite minds (and a burlesque dancer to boot!), and me. My table sparkled with candlelight and conversation, as Maya wrote, real and relaxed and warm and joyous even, all of us engaged and eating together, like we'd been doing that for ages.
Tonight Maya Stein is giving a free writing workshop at my house. If you're in Spokane, whether you're a writer or not, you'd be nuts to miss this opportunity! The event info is on Facebook (please RSVP if you're coming) or email me.
On a not-necessarily-related note, this morning I read something that struck a chord:
"The barrage of demands and the voracious appetite of a culture that seeks to devour, rather than savor its sustenance undermine a quiet patient trust in God’s seasons of growth and harvest." –The Sanctuary Foundation for Prayer
In some ways I'm naturally a savorer, and in other ways I always want — those greedy, insatiable wants — more. Today I'm loosening my grip on the wants. Loosening my grip. Loosening.
Several people have asked for the recipe of one of my favorite dishes. I substitute chicken broth for wine and usually omit the tomatoes, but here is the original super delicious recipe.
2 Tb olive oil 1 lb chicken Italian sausage, removed from casing 4 garlic cloves, thickly sliced 1 lb broccoli, cut into florets, stems diced 2 Tb chopped sun-dried tomatoes (not oil-packed) 1/4 tsp salt 1/8 tsp black pepper 1/8 tsp red papper flakes 1/4 C white wine 2 C chicken stock 1 lb pasta — penne or rigatoni 3 Tb freshly grated Parmigiano Reggiano cheese
Heat oil in large sauté pan on medium heat. Cook the sausage for 3 minutes or until lightly browned. Transfer to a bowl and set aside.
Add the garlic, broccoli, tomatoes, salt, pepper and red pepper flakes to the same pan and cook over medium heat for 3 minutes, mixing well. Add cooked sausage and wine, stirring to scrape up any brown bits from bottom of pan. Add chicken stock and bring to a boil. Reduce heat, cover pan with lid slightly ajar and simmer 30 minutes.
Just before the sauce is done, cook pasta until al dente (almost tender). Drain well and return to pot. Add sauce and cook over medium heat for 3 minutes until most of the sauce is absorbed. Remove from heat, add cheese and mix well. I like to sprinkle a little more cheese on top of each serving. Serves 4 to 6. Enjoy!
From the truly amazing and inspiring Jen Lemen, on a day I feel empty (again) and wonder (again) whether my life is winding down. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. Maybe it isn't for me to question, much less know. Maybe I simply need to hush the questioning, and act as if I'm meant to thrive.