We don’t have a tree up, I haven’t acquired stocking stuffers, and I’m not sure where the stockings are.
These were all on my mind as I pulled this card from don Miguel Ruiz’s The Four Agreements deck.
Now I’m thinking of Halloween. Mary was Tippi Hedren from Hitchcock’s The Birds one year before we met. She took bloody pecks out of a stylish blazer, wired birds around her, and had more birds torturing her hair. It was brilliant.
We overdid it all. Costumes, hikes, meals, decorations…we never sat for more than an evening by the fire. Even that would be rife with problem solving and planning.
I don’t know if that’s what left her depleted and unable to fight off the infection, or whether she knew in her soul that her time would not be long. Both could be true.
I’m finding my pace. I’m learning how to rest.
I’m going to do my nest today.
God bless and thank you for reading,
Jason