A friend in California sent in a link to a letter that Mother Teresa wrote and I must share it. But I will do that later after we get everything accomplished. Friday and the weekend is starting this afternoon. There is a “Lit Crawl” that I must get to. My Rebecca is reading from her novel at 4 and Jessika with the new poetry book is reading at 5 across the street. That is what I will be doing. Lit = Literature as somehow everything needs abbreviation these days, like we are too busy for words.
Yesterday I was so fatigued that it was a chore getting the basics done. Today I am determined to get to the wood shop and get things started on the two cabinet jobs that I got going. It is a cloudy rainy day perfect for the shop. I’ll get a fire started there in the woodstove and get the radio going.
My old friend Aho’i wrote a great comment on the topic of The Mousehole Cat book. He was the one that told us about it and it’s mention of Stargazy Pie. Before I give you his comment I will have to tell you that he and his son had to abandon ship up here a few years ago in a freak bit of weather in the Straits of Juan De Fuca and that is what he is referring to:
“Ha. You got it. I’m so happy. Just looking at the cover sends me. I read this book so many times to my kids and then later to adult friends willing to listen to a “children’s story”. I understand Mouse Hole is pronounced “Mauzel”. You remember me and my son Riley got into big trouble out on the Straits in 2010. The Coast Guard helicopter pulled us out of the raging sea at night. Ho boy. The main thing is a rush of insight, almost an epiphany and in this way it changed my life. I realized that if I wake up in the morning it’s already a good day. Stuff that happens, good or bad is transient. The main thing is being alive.”
Close calls are our best teachers is a way to think about it. And let’s take a look at Everyday Camino with Annie for the Day 32: “Your mountain is waiting so… get on your way!” Dr Seuss. Ah, that is good! I love it when mountains wait don’t you? Of course, they must do a lot of that in between geological events that only happen we might say once in a while. But regardless our own personal mountain is waiting for us to come out and play.
Here is that link to the letter from Mother Teresa which is so powerful:
OOK, time to get under way. See you tomorrow loves, Felipé.
Phil, great post compadre!
Reminds me of a time I was climbing up a small mountain in Ketchikan on a port visit with the Navy. We were about a throes of the way up this mountain, hung over from the night before mind you….and as we were hiking up these narrow paths this gentleman about 2 years older than me was in his gym shorts and sneakers and as he RAN by us, looking at us as we were struggling, he said,
“See you at the Top”.
Good one Ryck! We try not to hate some guys. Felipé.