I'm actually running around NYC today with Maddie, soaking up our last days together before she leaves for college. In light of this activity, today's entry is more like a "thought" rather than a full-blown post. Hope that's okay. (That's what comes of being your own boss!)
A year or so ago I gave a speech to a group of women from my church. I can't even remember the exact topic now, but it was along the lines of "being patient" with oneself. It was about the complexity of women's lives and our worries. It was about how such complexities makes us less sure of who we are and where we are going. And really? More uncertainty increases our competitiveness and decreases our generosity WITH EACH OTHER.
And somewhere I found this gem of a quote by Anne Morrow Lindbergh that rattles around to the front of my brain from time to time:
Woman today is still searching. We are aware of our hunger and needs, but still ignorant of what will satisfy them. With our garnered free time, we are more apt to drain our creative springs than to refill them. With our pitchers in hand we attempt to water a field, instead of a garden. We throw ourselves indiscriminately into committees and causes. Not knowing how to feed the spirit, we try to muffle its demands in distractions.
I included the photo of the bunny napkin because I'm not at all certain that such endeavors (for me) are not more about distraction than FEEDING MY SPIRIT. And it's not that I don't enjoy a properly folded napkin. I do. I'm just giving some thought to my figurative garden, and whether I'm watering it or letting the scorching sun dry and wither the blossoms.
That's all. (Picture me waving at you from Central Park.)