Pike Market | Seattle, Washington
© nicolas bouvier
Pike Market | Seattle, Washington
© nicolas bouvier
my heart is warm
from one of my heroes
Through the Ordinary
- Fr. Pat Twohy, SJ
It is through the ordinary,
through ordinary
eyes and hands,
through our flesh and blood
and the flesh and blood
of our children,
that a Great Power
comes into the world.
Through simple lives,
humble and forgotten,
the Spirit races
through the world
touching everyone,
touching everything
with a sovereign dignity,
with a forgetfulness of self,
surrounding all with
an incomprehensible silence
that, for those who hear,
becomes the sound
of spirits singing.
And it does not matter
whether we move forward
or backward in time,
flesh and blood are there,
and the Silence,
and this immense Song
which we, too, can sing
if only we allow it
to enter our ordinary bodies
and change us
into something entirely new.
My grandma has good and bad days with her dementia. On her good days, she is a riot and opens up more. I encouraged making a journal to record the stories she tells or jokes she makes but why not include them on this blog with some pictures?
My grandma is uninhibited now. She used to hold back from being herself for various reasons but doesn’t even have a filter anymore. It’s wonderful; we can tell how HAPPY she is now which is something very unusual compared to her old self.
Today on our walk (my mom or I usually take her for a walk on the bike trail by their house for her exercise) I asked if she liked my new red-caramel highlights. She did, but had to add that I looked like a hakujin (which means white person) then continued to crack up. It cracked me up too! It was so out of character compared to her old self, yet so typical of her these days. At the end of the day she always gives me a hug and calls me her baby. This started right before I was about to leave for DC and was a big factor of why I decided to stay here.
I’ve been babysitting our 2 year old neighbor and reading all of my favorite kid stories to her. Love You Forever by Robert Munsch came up and made me tear up while I was in a bee-shaped tent! Made me think of family… I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living my baby you’ll be.
What I would do for these skills…
In the beginning
Oh hey, Tumblr.
My blog hopping has now taken me here! This is my first blog in the real world, hence the title, NAT AND THE REAL WORLD.
Enjoy :)
