If you surrender completely to the moments as they pass,
you live more richly those moments.
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
It's been a beautiful week of spring weather, and I'm remembering some special moments for Friday's Fave Five. If you would like to join in, just follow the link.
A good book ~ There's nothing like a good book to help me surrender to the moment. This week, I've been reading What the Wind Knows by Amy Harmon. When I pick it up, in just a few minutes I find myself in Ireland, side by side with the protagonist as she searches for her family history and watches a mystery unfold.
Heart talk ~ Listening to the hearts of others and not trying to fix anything, but just let them feel what they're feeling and have a place to let their story land. I really have to practice at this, because my instinct is to help people feel better and give them advice.
Friendships ~ Our good friends, Pam and Rick, came over for dinner on the patio one evening. Afterward, Dan and Rick were playing catch -- warming up for a softball season that most likely won't happen this year. Listening to their banter, Pam and I remarked on how long they've known each other, and how they finish each other's jokes (most of which we've heard a gazillion times because they've known each other for decades). There's comfort in long-lasting relationships and a warmth that is different than what we feel for family, because they are chosen family.
New babies ~ Such an 'aaaah' moment to hear the news of a new life. Our friends who came for dinner are eagerly anticipating the arrival of a first grandchild. And another couple of dear friends/family are celebrating the arrival of their granddaughter, born earlier this week. How is it possible that already there is so much love for these little ones, who we hardly or don't even know yet? Wouldn't it be marvelous if we could love one another so unconditionally.
Lilly and 'Gomez' ~ On a lighter note, our backyard has become a playground for a family of squirrels, much to Lilly's dismay and consternation. One of the young pups -- who looks and acts like a 13-year-old in people years -- is especially daring. He creeps along the fence so that he's in line with the bird feeder, then ootches his way down to the garden, sneaking across the lawn to feast on the seeds and peanuts that fall to the ground. Lilly in the meantime is in 'point' position, perfectly still except for the hairs on the end of her tail quivering. Gomez (that's what we've taken to calling the adolescent squirrel) stares back. It's like watching a shoot-out at high noon, wondering which of the two will draw first, and then all hell breaks loose as Lilly goes tearing across the yard and Gomez heads for the fence.
That's about all the excitement at our house.
Happy Friday everyone.