Wispy Little Thought-Threads and Blueberry Tea

Greetings Everybody,

Ok...here's the scene:
Me, propped up in bed, typing away on my laptop, which is sitting on a little rolling tray. 

Yes, like a hospital bed tray...and NOOO I am not in the hospital...and sshhh...just let me type what's in my head before I lose this wispy little thought-thread ok??? lolol

Anyway,  here I sit.

Oh Yeah, I forgot to mention that we have one of those Select Comfort beds and that I have the back propped up and am extremely comfortable right now.

I told you that my thought-thread was wispy.

But did I tell you that it tends to float about?
Oh well...I have told you now, so you 'll understand it if I meander a little bit with this post...right?

So, on my little rolling tray is a lovely little teapot.

Cast iron of course.

With a forest green painted surface that is heavily textured so that it looks very rough hewn.

It is heavy and it keeps water hot for a long time.

And it is precious to me.

My little teapot, on the little rolling tray, is resting on a little woven trivet.

And the little trivet looks for all the world like a wee braided rug that should be used in the den of a toy doll's house.

And inside the little teapot is a little mesh center.

And inside the little mesh center are some blueberry tea leaves steeping in some very hot water.


And next to my little forest green, rough hewn, cast iron teapot, that is sitting on a toy doll's braided rug, is one of my favorite vacation-memory-coffee cups from Hawaii.  

It has a beautiful, vivid, untamed yellow hibiscus on it and is set on a green and blue background that causes me to recall the intense beauty of those islands.

I am comfortable in this setting.

It is sort of like a spa.

Sometimes I have to reign my very-busy-self in.

Sometimes I have to just STOP.

I have to MAKE myself take the time to be still, sip tea and treat my body & soul to precious time off.

And tonight is one of those times.

I am really enjoying the remnant of this Lord's day and the peace that it brings me.

December is the season of reflection and mental meanderings.

And I am definitely IN that season tonight.
Not the HYPE of Christmas, but rather the reflecting on how big God is and how small I am.

And how I am so glad that HE is so BIG and can watch over me.

Hubby is beside me grading papers and watching football.

No it's not loud.

The sound on the tv is very low and it is not distracting my carefully constructed mellow.

I can tell that Hubby is content tonight too. 

We are in The Zone. 

Completely comfortable in each others company.
No words are needed right now.

We are free to remain completely focused on our own thoughts, but neither one of us feels neglected.

We are happy.


There is peace in this room.

Thank you God for the peace of this room.

Thank you for the simple but significant blessings of blueberry tea, and pretty little teapots, and vacation-memory-cups from Hawaii.

Thank you for the bed, the little rolling tray, the jumbo pillows I am propped up on, and and the laptop I am typing on right now.

God, I am so aware that lately I have been in my own head about my job. 

I have been contemplating other positions too much.

I have been too serious.

And I have been overlooking the blessings of my own classroom and the freedoms that you have given me there.

And I have put too much stock in my own ability to impact my future and change my life by changing my job.

But tonight nothing else matters because God is in this room with hubby and me. 

And I think He is calling me to write again.

I have been silent for so long.

My heart has not wanted to write.

Like a child who needs a nap but fights against going to sleep, I have needed to write, but have fought against it. 

The result is that I have ended up punishing myself.

It seems that in my blueberry-tea-induced-state of spa-like relaxation,  I have found some of my previously ignored wispy thought-threads.

And maybe a couple of strands of clarity as well.

So, perhaps the season of silence is past me now.

Perhaps it is time once again to share my writings with others.

It appears that moments from now, I will be posting this wispily-thought-threaded entry... that came to me while sipping blueberry tea.

It feels good to be writing tonight. 

And I hope you guys can relate to this post.

If any words in this post has caused YOU to have a few wispy thought-threads too, please let me know.

Blessings to each and every one of you,

Grace

Words All Jumbled Together

Greetings Everybody,


Lots on my mind, words all jumbled together.


Let's see...where to start...sorry if this sounds negative tonight...I'm alright. Just alot going on right now.


1.We are keeping the baby this evening for a few hours cause both of the kids were working this evening.  Son in law will pick baby up around 8 pm, daughter won't get off work till 10.


2. Sister in Law still in ICU...very complicated situation.
Infection, Active Seizures, Kidney Failure at one point (though they THINK that's been corrected now)
...like I said, very complicated situation.


3. Hubby isn't feeling well and has gone to bed already. He has been having issues with the diabetes, and this persistant cough, and fatigue.  Plus he is worried about his sister.


4. Daughter is sick too, but it's not related to the pregnancy.
She has been having asthma troubles and upper respiratory issues too.
She is miserable and because of the pregnancy is limited on what she can take to help with her congestion.


Yet she went to work tonight.


She'll have a hard evening at work, but they need the money and so she went.
She did that because she feels like being able to work is a blessing right now.


I am proud of her for this.


I am proud that she sees that God has blessed her with this part time job.
And I am proud of her for not taking this blessing lightly.
She is being a responsible adult.


Still...I am praying that she will be OK, and that she is not pushing too hard tonight...and that she does not jeopardize herself or the pregnancy in any way.


5.  She is not the only sick one in her family.
My Grandson is sick too and has a nasty cough and a stuffy nose.
He's a little sweetie, but when a fella's nose is stuffy, it's hard to breathe and suck a bottle at the same time.
And that can make a guy pretty fussy.


...So, once I had given him the bottle, and burped him, and changed his diaper...and he was still totally grumpy...I suspected that it was time for a visit to Grandmaws Magic Baby Swing lol.


I'm tellin' ya...that thing is MAGIC.


He went right to sleep.


And he is swinging even as I type...about 4 feet away from me.


Swings are just good for the soul aren't they!


I wish I had a Big People Sized Magic Swing just like his.


I bet I'd sleep good in that thing too.


But since I don't, I can just watch him as he sleeps...it's peaceful to watch him sleep.


When he wakes up, I hope he will be less fussy.


6.  I started this post  with "Lots on my mind, words all jumbled together."
and as I come to the end of this post it is still that way


 The cool thing is that when "Little Man" wakes up it won't matter to him at all...
... cause he has "lots on his mind and his words are jumbled" too lol.


We make a nice little pair tonight! :)


In Him,
Grace