Just Thoughts

This beautiful table runner was made by one of my sisters. At Christmas time I used it under the tree in the dining room for a "Christmas Tree Skirt". It serves so many purposes for me, but I love the way the pieces are arranged together, and then sewn with colorful thread. When I look at it, I think about how life is like that somehow, just bits and pieces of experiences here and there in a continuous pattern, that makes up the tapestry of who we are at the moment. Each experience plays into who we will eventually become too, of course. Isn't it strange how sometimes emotions will almost explode your heart, but it is all there, just part of who you've been, who you are, and who you will become.

I really can't tell you why I wanted this book. It was on one of the bookshelves in my parent's home as long as I can remember. My parents probably got it in a box of books at an auction or something, but it is just full of great advise and information about all kinds of things, spiritual, social, emotional and physical. Even though it was written over a century ago, the information is still practical. If any of my siblings would like to borrow it, wwweeelll, you know where to find me! Or if ultimately, it really belongs to one of you and I just don't know it, wwwweeeelll, you know where to find me! And if none of you lay claim to it, I will continue to thank our sister, who put it back into my possession.

When my daddy sold the home that I was raised in, and all of my parents personal belongings were divided between me and my siblings, (no small task...there's 10 of us remember?) there were the books and for any family who loves to read and learn you know this can be daunting. We had the treasured Bibles, and those were parceled out appropriately. However, among the books there were two I really wished I had. One I will tell about in another post, but today, this one brings me great joy to recount how it came to be in my possession. Since 2000 when everything was divided, I've wondered who had the book...who had the book? In January, I was visiting one of my sisters (if you don't have sisters, I'm so sorry) and she was showing me some things she had done to redecorate. There sitting on a shelf...decoratively positioned I might add, was this book. I fairly squealed with excitement, and I exclaimed, "OH there's the book. You have the book. I've wondered who had it." Without uttering a word, and with an expression that still revealed being startled over my extreme exhuberance, she silently reached to the shelf and handed me the book. I asked her if she knew about the book. But she knew nothing about it, and had never read it...it's a good thing. (smiling) Of course, if it meant something to ME, well then in her opinion, I should have it. Oh thank you, thank you.

I haven't had a chance to read from it, since it came back to me...sounds like a missing pet, huh? But soon I will...it's calling, calling me. The biggest lesson that I remember learning from this book is the importance of listening to your body and paying attention to your inner being...ultimately I believe that is to be one with God, our creator.

Have a fabulous Wednesday, ya'll. Love, Rachel