Monday, 21 June 2021

730 things — Day 102

The summer solstice! Always feels like a special day. Happy solstice to you, if you are a person who likes to notice the seasons of the light (or even if you're not). Blessed be.

I feel things changing. Today the sun hangs poised in its journey, but after this, even though it's still summer, we will begin the long journey down into the dark; the autumn will come with the fruit and the trees in all their colours, and then the long nights and the frosty stars.

In my own life things are changing. I am tired and don't walk so well, and I find it hard to think with a mask on. My hair is grey and I wear glasses and the sort of clothes all elderly ladies wear — it intrigues me how differently people in the street and in shops treat me nowadays. I'm impressed by them — they speak up loud and look at me with kindness in their faces. Either that or they don't notice me at all and treat me as if I didn't exist. I get cold, and also tetchy, and I walk slowly; I am very fond of cardigans. I think to myself, I have seen this, I have observed it so many times, and now here it is arriving in my own body. Old age, like a person moving in to the Earth House of my being.

Yesterday was the last time for our lockdown online church to meet, now the flesh and blood congregations are re-convening in their bricks and mortar buildings. It was the right time for it to end, but it felt strange to be leading worship for the last time. I no longer belong to any church at all, and that feels strange to me.

Well, so many things are changing, for all of us, aren't they?


Today's things to go are gathered together in one of the craft kits I make for Freegle when I have odds and ends to dispose of. A knitting or crochet kit, with odds and ends of yarn in a bag.




6 comments:

Unknown said...

I'm glad it feels strange not to belong to any church at all, that of itself speaks of a longing. May you be loved into fellowship with others who love, and think, and explore ideas, and care as you do. May you be blessed. May you find inner peace.
Jane B

Pen Wilcock said...

Thanks, Jane — it'll be interesting to see how the next stretch of the journey pans out. Your blessing joyously received; and despite the oddity of the times we're passing through, I do indeed feel peaceful, and a sense of rightness, and that "all shall be well and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well."

Suzan said...

Blessings on you Pen. I am watching my mother age and it isn't kind. God bless.

Pen Wilcock said...

Thank you — and may you be blessed as you work so patiently and faithfully to care for your family. x

Suzan said...

Thank you for your kind words. Today has been well I won't say anymore.

Pen Wilcock said...

"This, too, shall pass."

❤️