It does come in handy during these times of lockdown, being easy to please that is. Not every darn thing is available for starters. There is shortage and rationing. But creativity kicks in and things start to happen. My Rebecca whipped out two meatloafs yesterday out of components we rounded up from the chest freezer. One for us and one for the crew next door.
Now that’s not steak or prime rib but we are extremely happy. And the best part is the leftovers. Say the phrase “meatloaf sandwiches” and everyone is this neighborhood smiles a big grin. And the comeback is, “Yea with ketchup!” That’s how it works.
So, times are harder but there seems to be a way to figure out solutions. And getting back to basics with our likes takes some of the stress off the system. Learning to be happy with a lot less. Wait didn’t we learn that on the Camino?
That reminds me of the miracle of the little piece of soap, a little itty bitty sort of miracle. I remember, don’t ask me where, going into the bathroom to wash up and realizing that I didn’t have any soap. Well maybe, just maybe there is some here somewhere. And on one of the sinks was a tiny piece of white soap on the white porcelain, almost hidden in plain sight. Normally, that would not even qualify to fit the definition of a piece, just the size of a finger nail. Well, there is MY soap I had to come to, so I washed up and I’ll be darned if there wasn’t still a “piece” when I got done. Normally, it would be swept into the waste can or go down the drain but I lovingly placed it back on the flat part of the sink where it would be safe for the next needy pilgrim. I had to shake my head at this loaves and fishes encounter but you see I’m easy to please.
So, I participated in the Virtual Camino yesterday. I was present for one of the two Q and A’s Annie O’Neil was holding in conjunction with the showing of Phil’s Camino. I am walking my trail here in a minute with friend and Mass partner Catherine which is our substitute church service.
Palm Sunday loves, Felipé.