Yesterday my neighbor invited some neighbors over for afternoon tea which actually was wine, sparkling water, and goodies, most perfect for “tea”. We were outside in the garden that her husband, even at the age of 86, maintains beautifully.
Today I had my dental cleaning and my dental hygienist was in the office alone with country western music playing. I remembered when I was in radiation and would lie down on the table and listen to the music of the day. One day it was “She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy” by Kenny Chesney. I relaxed so far into the table, they had to stop treatment and readjust me.
Life is good for me these days.
Terry Tempest Williams:
The world is holy. We are holy. All life is holy. Daily prayers are delivered on the lips of breaking waves, the whisperings of grasses, the shimmering of leaves.