Puja Update

The first summer I was in my house, I planted a climbing rose. Last year, two babies separated from the main plant. Although it is mostly shady in the front, I decided to see if it would take there and grace the front entrance. It’s got one bloom and fresh leaves even in the heat wave. I will continue to tend it.

We have a choice. We can emphasize what we don’t think enhances life (for example, an over-sized, gas-guzzling, suburban SUV with city plates) or we can focus on an exquisite reflection of beauty. That we see what optimally would better be changed or shifted to be more fully aligned with nature or that we speak of it does not mean that we are not seeing beauty or embracing the whole of life with love.
A woman on a list serve I read invited others to a “mending party.” “How delightful,” I thought. I have a few things in my mending basket. I usually use mending or knitting time as an opportunity to sit and think and listen to music and sometimes write down in my journal what seems like an interesting thought. It would be a most enjoyable alternative to sit and converse with others, all of whom have at the least a shared interest in beautifully mending clothes so that they last. And at the end of the evening, my mending would be done. I am sure it would be quite alright to knit or crochet or embroider, if there was no mending that needed to be done.