Thursday, 21 July 2016

Upside down days, right side up convictions


Walk the talk?

I don't have the "luxury" of doing otherwise.

For example, air conditioning. I don't 'believe' in air conditioners. They're nasty, whether central air or the ones that stick out of the windows, I just can't breathe the stale crap they spew into a house. Being surrounded by air conditioned buildings when we lived in the city meant a constant electronic/mechanical hum added to the general din, and of course they heat up the outside air, only compounding the misery of a heat wave. Ugh.


Some call it monarda, some call it bergamot.
Warming & stimulating medicine.

Now that we're older, retired (read poor), we couldn't afford the electricity to run one anyway. And that's actually a good thing. I often wonder if the Lord is keeping us just poor enough that we won't be tempted to 'need' things we don't really need. It would be 'easier' on us, especially as we age, to have a cooler house.

Instead, we have to walk our talk.

Saturday, 16 July 2016

Something about women



My dad - when he was 'in his cups' - used to say "you know, women are funny buggers ..".

He didn't mean funny as in amusing.


I've got a post up over at my housewifely blog that kinda proves his point. That blog's not for everyone, so I won't take offence if you skip it. But if you're interested, it's here .

Thursday, 14 July 2016

The wake behind the boat


OR

Who does this life belong to, anyway?

(I'm feeling thoughtful today, and working it out 'on paper' so to speak. Feel free to skip this one if you're not in the mood for ruminations.)

I never did catch on to the 'self help' book trend, but a couple of years ago I picked up something by Wayne Dyer from the book table at a church sale. The title escapes me at the moment but it's a rather nice book. Cheerful.

One key point that he makes is that we are not bound by our pasts.

Wednesday, 13 July 2016

Untitled post



"We are circling,
              circling together,
We are singing,
            singing a heart song.                                                            
This is how we grow
            This is how we get to know
                                This is celebration
                                          This is sacred .. "
                                                                         (traditional)