To paraphrase, once again, my Color of Woman teacher and Cosmic Cowgirl sister, Shiloh Sophia McCloud, we don’t have to have all our ducks in a row. Or all our stuff in a pile. Or even be all healed, to make a difference. We just have to be enough.
In the case of new Color of Woman teachers and Red Thread sisters, healed enough to call the circle.
I’m counting on that pretty heavily just now. It’s almost 10:00 pm and “time to start” this blog post.
We’ve had a bit of a veterinary emergency unfolding here and I’m “behind” on a whole bunch of things. (Like the very early stages of my CODEX picture.)
Or I would be behind if we believed in that!
Instead, I’ve spent last night and today reliving my six weeks in Intensive Care, back in the dark ages of nursing school.
Phoebe, as the old camp story goes, is fine. Well, I’m increasingly sure she’s going to be.
Bill will get off the plane tomorrow night and bring home awesome chicken wings from our friends at The Corner Pub, who may feel behind on a few other things but will, predictably, have dinner ready.
The dog laundry is done. The people laundry will get there.
I even admitted to a friend today that the thing I needed most in the moment was a pound of raw chicken hearts, known around here as God’s little pill pockets, and let her go get them for me.
The painting circle has been called for tomorrow. I imagine there will be even more dots than usual.
For tonight, though, I am calling the healed enough circle. And I’m counting on you to call some more folks, too. As many as we can find.
Healed enough to get through the day. To reach out to somebody who desperately needs chicken hearts. To give away a paintbrush. Or vote. Or plant collard greens. (Which is another of those things I’d be behind on if I believed in that.)
For now, though, the ailing pup needs a walk and “somebody” needs to shove dishes in the dishwasher. I am healed enough for that.
Though, if the batteries hold out in the flashlight, that would be good!
Will you join us?
It’s how the world gets better!