For whatever reason, I managed to sleep past my normal time of awakening, so I hurried myself all the more to get my Sunday morning spiritual exercise completed, and with it being another ‘grounding’ experience, all the chaos and discord of this past week was quickly washed away. I’m still looking for some spiritual guidance to help me to figure out where a certain book I’d kept in storage happened suddenly disappear to. It had been at least a decade or more since I’d opened its cover, so perhaps I must’ve been having one of those rare ‘bad hair’ days and put it somewhere else without even the slightest of mental reminders. It’ll be very interesting if it should happen to turn up because I’ve looked high and low more than once.
Nearly my entire day was spent working on and off in my yard and garden, and in spite of the wind and high temps, I did manage to get a great deal accomplished without over-exerting myself. Of course I made sure to have a long-sleeved shirt and pants on, as well as wearing my dark sunglasses and wide-brimmed hat, which is an absolute must if a person wants to keep from getting sunburned and possible even slightly sun-struck. I shake my head every time I see people out working in their yards and gardens with their flimsy tank tops and shorts, and no hat on. There’s no better way to turn a person into a leathery-skinned individual who’ll likely prance around trying to make everyone believe they’re quasi-socialites. I actually personally know several of them who happen to be residents of North Iowa.
I wasn’t planning on being out in today’s weather for a good seven hours, but I was compelled to get some weeding done in my garden, and since we’ve had so much rain, the weeds have been growing like mushrooms. That nasty purslane can become the most wicked when out of control, and if you don’t get every leaf, stem and root, they’ll be right back at it. They almost remind me of succulents with their ability to root from their leaves. Back when we had the really big gardens, we used to fill big buckets with it and feed it to the hogs, and believe me, they gobbled it down like it was something truly special. Of course lambsquarter was also high on their list of favorites. Having tested lambsquarter, I personally think it tastes very much like spinach, which is why some people actually harvest and eat it.
The last three hours of my day was spent getting myself prepared for next weekend’s project which will be another paying it forward for someone in need. Hopefully I’ll be able to round up a few more strong backs with helping hands.
When reading the news today regarding out POTUS having given the go-ahead to bomb Iran’s nuclear facilities, I fear we’re moving all the closer to a global-wide military polarization which is going to have dangerously long-lasting effects of mammoth proportions. I believe from here on out, we’ll be getting more troubling news on a near-daily basis. Since we’re nothing but bystanders, about all we can do is hope and pray those in power will understand how serious this situation is, and conduct themselves more prudently.
Tonight’s One-liner is: The greatest remedy for anger is delay.
