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June 26, 2022

 

 

Dear People of God,

 

Summer is upon us! It’s common for many of us to share with others our summer hopes, plans and dreams. We talk about slowing down, more time with family and friends, bike riding, long walks, time for reading, golfing and starting a hobby. The list is endless. Read the following letter written by an 83 year-old woman to her friend.  Great wisdom!

 

 

Dear Bertha,

 

I’m reading more and dusting less. I’m sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I’m spending more time with my family and friends and less time working.

 

Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I’m trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them. I’m not “saving” anything; we use our good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom. I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $58.49 for one very small bag of groceries.

 

I’m not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank. “Someday” and “one of these days” are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it’s worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now.

 

I’m not sure what others would’ve done had they known they wouldn’t be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was. I’m guessing; I’ll never know.

 

It’s those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited. Angry because I hadn’t written certain letters that I intended to write one of those days. Angry and sorry that I didn’t tell my husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them.

 

I’m trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes, I tell myself that it is special. Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.

 

And I close this week’s reflection with a summer blessing called:

 

 

A Blessing of Solitude

May you recognize in your life

 the presence, power and light of your soul.

May you realize that you are never alone,

                             that your soul in its brightness and belonging

                       connects you intimately with the rhythm of the universe.

                  May you have respect for your own individuality and difference.

                       May you realize that the shape of your soul is unique,

that you have a special destiny here,

that behind the façade of your life

                 there is something beautiful, good and eternal happening.

May you learn to see yourself

with the same delight, pride and expectation

with which God sees you in every moment.

-Anam Cara, John O’Donohue

 

 

                                                                    Take time and smell the roses,

                                                                                     Fr. Greg

 

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