Thursday, September 3, 2009

A Moment's Gift


Such fatigue I feel. This monthly cycle’s “reset” time has drained me so. I sit in this quiet room, gentle strains of Barry Phillips' Cello sedate me further, and I enjoy deep, slow sips of tea laced with lavender.

I sit.
Just sit.
Simply sit . . .

And it is good.

I seem to have gently acquired the gift of being good to myself. Where once I picked up a stick and drove myself onward until collapse, I now see value in slow-moving times. I label them equally productive and find a special fruit therein.

Prone to driving lists and endless stacks of “musts,” I rebel placidly and float through a brambled tangle, past a bank of snags, and under a bridge to a peaceful pool with only the moment as my companion.

My needy tasks of the day do not melt away, but instead stand at bay as I linger just this much more . . . For I know a freshened soul scours pots with joy and sweeps away crumbs with a dancing step when she feels filled with peace. The peace in knowing life has been presented to her in a series of tiny packages, strung together like pearls, one moment after the other, wreathes her to advantage.

This peaceful pause sparkles like a diamond and I cannot resist its allure.

Since the dishes shall surely remain as they are, and the hummingbird at play in my potted pelargonium shows every inclination of vanishing in an eyelash’s flicker, I shall stay put for just one more good moment.

Aaaaaahhhhh . . . it feels so good to receive a gift.

14 comments:

Linda said...

I woke up from a very restful nap,and here is this. Guess I needed 'rested'. Thanks!

Becky said...

I love to wander through the yard and pretend that every flower is beautifully tended and thriving and that i have no pressing duties to attend to. Those little precious gifts of our Creator fluttering or scurrying about add so much joy to those moments. His eye is on the sparrow, lizard, butterfly, ant... and even me. :-D

P.S. George just has a chest cold and was tested to ease the mind of paranoid coworkers @@

The kids always swarm me to "help" with dishes :-p

And I was being sarcastic about the donuts... I like mine in all earth tones, like chocolate brown ;-)

Hugs and love.

Karen Deborah said...

sounds good to me too. I was a taxi service today taking Kayla and picking her up all day long. But it was a good day.

farmlady said...

Just keep dancing..." like nobody's watching" and ..."live like it's heaven on earth."

Nice post!..., Filled with a joyful spirit.

sukipoet said...

I agree one hundred percent. am glad you are being kind to yourself and enjoying the ephemeral. Maybe the dishes brownies will appear in the night to tidy the house :)

Kathy said...

I was there once, not long ago, and I don't know how to get back. Married my cowboy who is driven to 'work and accomplish' every waking hour, he does not know the peace of quiet reflexion. Any moment spent not working at something, he considers a wasted, lazy moment; extending to those around him. Once I got him to sit on the swing with me with a tall glass of iced tea. Got the tea gulped down, saw something in the yard that could be worked on and we hustled over to get to work. I love a hard working man, but one of us is going to have a heart attack at this rate. I love your writing Debbie. This post was lovely, as usual....

Kelley said...
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Kelley said...

Hi friend!
I do hope that you are feeling a little better...
How refreshing to come here again Ü
I have missed coming here!
BTW, did you get your cards??
Wishing you a blessed and wonderful holiday weekend!

scrappy quilter said...

It's so good to read this post and to see you've learned to rest. We all need it...it's so very important. Hugs and thanks for all your prayers over the past couple of weeks.

Grandma Tillie's Bakery said...

I can relate to Kathy in the comments above. I too am married to a driven person that has a difficult time appreciating that merely sitting quietly can be just as productive as frenzied work.

He learned from his mama, an endlessly driven soul that cannot sit still to save her life and boy oh boy do I drive her crazy when she visits!

How wasteful to sit and do nothing she proclaims loudly to anyone listening. Off she hurries to complete yet another task that cannot wait one more second to be completed. And if there is no task to complete, she will make one up by golly!

No thank you. I need time to rest my body, time to be still and listen to what my Father wants to tell me. I believe one of the major contributors to society's woes is the unwillingness of people to just slow down and contemplate the miraculous stuff God does for us every single day.

Theresa said...

I am so enjoying Barry Phillips on your play list. I have never heard of him before. It's fantastic. I am taking a moment to rest with this music too! I love to close my eyes and listen and be carried by the music.

kylie said...

i am sooo good at resting but i am flat out convincing anyone, including me, that it's a virtue :)

Flea said...

Unfortunately I let life grind me to a halt. Running, running, running and BAM! A cold hit. Ugh. So I have my feet up and am relaxing with you, even if it is enforced. :)

One Woman's Journey said...

Debbie - I must be your twin. Much older twin. It is so difficult for me to sit. Especially with creating a new smaller home this year and partially moving. Send your restful thoughts One Woman's way and I send blessings your way.