A friend recalled to me Paulo Coelho’s
The Alchemist and its mesmerizing message. Well, dear universe, what I would dearly love
is a huge and spacious mansion surrounded by beautiful gardens and a bevy of
minions to wait on my every need and instruction. Now that would be heaven! Which brings me to the realisation that I
first need to complete my stint on earth.
Oh well!!
In the meantime, little moments of
joy will do very nicely thank you, and this Sunday had quite a few of them.
Sunday morning was cloudy and cool;
in Church, Thomas the watchman had set up the keyboard so I did not have to run
around in a tizzy to get things done; the Sisters were in good voice and the
hymns included my favourites; the usually self-effacing celebrant preached a
sermon to remember; the prayers of the faithful (I do so prefer the Protestant ‘bidding
prayers’) were simple and child-like for a change and I got to lead them. Yes, the day started well.
There were reminders that friends
were looking out for me and that I was missed at an occasion I did not
attend. A not so mild case of hiccoughs (I'm on a retro trip and this spelling is much more elegant than hiccups) had
grounded me for the better part of that evening and night. It’s nice to know that one matters.
And then I got to wash the
dishes. The maid has a heavy cold and
the doctor has advised her to avoid putting her hands in water as far as
possible. Much to her chagrin, I barred
her from the kitchen sink and set to. I
love washing the dishes: this is one exercise that allows me the opportunity to
rid myself of all frustrations, anxieties, and temper – all those negative
vibes that activate (aggravate?) the bile duct.
There’s nothing so satisfying as seeing clean and rinsed kitchenware
drying on the rack and an empty, scrubbed and shining sink to crown one’s
effort. There’s a song on my lips too –
the new one that I’m teaching the ten year olds in school. It’s catchy!
A little bit of crochet, a little
bit of reading, a little introspection, a little bit of catching up with
friends and family over the telephone, a mid-day nap, my favourite dessert of
stewed peaches with sweet yoghurt to wind up supper.
No mansion, no minions, yet it has
still been a delight-filled day!
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