I am through and got through the nausea, diarrhea, and severe tiredness,
I got through once that my leg muscles folded like a fan under me; and I crumpled to the floor in a posh restaurant as I stood after eating.
The body cream used to treat calving or chafed cow teats was FUN to use.
My cracking, bleeding, dry hands became practical-ethereal as this cream can be used for humans, too.
Vegetarianism aside, I would like to thank the cow.
Today I woke up to an email from an old friend and saying “Praise be to God.”
I felt good by this, and meeting the new rector of my neighborhood church tonight at a dinner.
Why ? Where do I fit into this past-future ?
The personal-universal love is me seeking. A hug with you.
How many events and who are those people we allow to escape us because we do not LOVE THEM ?
What would it take TO FEEL ?
Here’s a poem I’ve written, dedicated to YOU praising the day, what it brings.
Autumn Petunias In Bloom
Confidence you can count on
When it all adds up
To neither work nor play ?
Confidence….you….can….count….on.
Even earthquake or hurricane
Is worth
A piece of the moon
And garden boxes
Of petunias still in bloom.
As women’s weather.
c 2011 Ginger Ingalls
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