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Wonders

7/17/2019

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I'm so fortunate to have several consecutive days off dotted with a few plans here and there but mainly days that I can mold to my own liking.  A new online art course that I'm taking, Ever After (follow the link to find out more. It focuses on fairy tales and emphasises personal style development) will take up some of that time as will another online course, The Art of Intuitive Tarot offered through Daily Om which I'm finding wildly fascinating. I'm still continuing with Moonshine and A Year of Rumi both offered by Effy Wild. Again, both courses that I love. So there will be dashes of Rumi and Moonshine in my days and evenings, too.  Such wonders. Below is last month's A Year of Rumi painting with its beautiful quote.
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Since my last post, Dane and Jonathan have come and been and gone again and Dad has had his yard sale. His house is now an echoing shell of the home it was. I imagine holding it to my ear like a seashell and hearing tides of laughter, tears and the sand shifts of the essence of everyday life as Mam and Dad lived their lives together there. The wonders of years passed and lives lived and breathed.

I didn't see as much of Dane and Jonathan this time but the time we spent together was special and moving. As we all helped with yard sale sorting, I was pleased to see Dane choosing to take some sentimental items. I found the wooden leaf I had made when I was 15 in England. It had graced the coffee table in Mam and Dad's home for years and now sat on a table marked $1. I snatched it up immediately. It feels right that I have it, moreso than most of the other things from the house except for Mam's urn, a couple of brass bells and Mam's wedding and engagement rings.

​Early on Saturday morning,  Rob and I drove to Dad's to see if he, Sandy and Robyn, Sandy's daughter, needed any help with the yard sale. I know it had been difficult for dad and he had started getting grumpy and moody about it. But as people came at a gentle pace, he loosened up. Sandy and Robyn and Rob dealt with the sales. After an hour or so Rob and I decided to leave. We chatted with Dad in the driveway. I noticed what looked like a post it note at the end of the driveway. As I fastened my seatbelt, Dad wandered over to the post it note and picked it up. He smiled then brought it over to me.  Not a post it note after all. But a note nonetheless.

"It has the mark of Cleveland on it. It's from Britain,"  he said. "And look at the picture."

Indeed, look at the picture.

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No coincidences. I took it as a sign from Mam that she was good with everything that was going on and that she was close by.

Dad has sorted through totes and clothes and much of what was left has gone to storage or up to Sandy's in Shebandowan ready for the rest of the summer and for their honeymoon in Britain in September and for Florida in the fall.  The house will be officially sold at the end of July. Although I had little attachment to the house overall, it will feel like the closing of a tome, a tome that, unbeknownst to me, still had a couple of  chapters unwritten.

But I love the wonderment of this ending.
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Nolwenn link
7/23/2019 08:24:25 am

Yard sales are so difficult, both in the "sorting through stuff" phase than the emotional attachments of said stuff.

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Boomer link
7/26/2019 09:40:46 am

The nostalgic items are the ones I have a hard time dealing with. I can get rid of items pretty easily, but the little scraps of paper get me every time. Sending love and light to you and your family during this transition.

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