Yes, And ~ week eight

As I’ve mentioned here before, one of the richest memories of my life is how I used to get up at 5:30 in the morning with my dad. It was our time. We’d eat GrapeNuts and tell each other about the miracle(s) we’d seen the day before. I still try to like GrapeNuts and I still try to look for miracles every day.

Finding the miracles has been harder for me latley. I might notice (my word for 2015) lovely people, places, or things, but I’ve allowed circumstances, over which I feel powerless, to cloud my ability to recognize them as miracles. That’s gotta change.

Here’s how I’m going to change it. Yes/And. I completely accept the reality that YES there are many things going on the world, over which I have no control. AND while I continue to attend to what I can, I’m going to focus on the light, the good, the possible, along with the people doing the light, good, and possible.

YES, the divisions, gloom, fear, and darkness will still be around. My focus, however, will not be as glued to it, as it has been lately. I’m going to focus on the power of miracles. When I find myself tempted to dwell in the negative longer than is necessary, I’m going to seek out AND people, places, and things. AND people, places and things are the miracles Daddy and I used to share with each other daily. I’ll share some of them with you here.

This past week, I had the honor of being invited to lunch, by my friend Margo.  I knew it would be delicious on many levels.  Margo is a fabulous cook and a generous weaver of people.  When we arrived, none of us knew ALL of us. By the time we left, we did.  

My lunchmates (clockwise from the top) Cathy, Margo, Martha Sue, Flo, and Betty.


As we enjoyed fabulous beet salad and a chess pie I’m still dreaming about, we were also nourished by a kind of storytelling and storylistening that’s so rare and needed in today’s world.  Countless connections and similarities were discovered.  Since what happens at Lake Waccamaw stays at Lake Waccamaw, I won’t divulge details.  Suffice it to say, YES, there are countless ways to divide ourselves from one another AND we are all way more connected than separate.  So I’m going to try being more like Margo and look for ways to help people discover that.

What kind of people-weaving have you experienced lately?


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