I was thinking back to when I was a kid in my parents kitchen and the many different kinds of foods that to me were just the fixings for another meal, but as I got older learned that was not the case for many of my friends. When I was a kid, after it rained my mom would go out in the yard and look for snails, and at least one a week she would to out and forage chicory and dandelion greens. I recall one afternoon some friends and I were playing outside in the yard and my mom came out and she was picking chicory and dandelion greens and putting them in the fold of her apron as she bent over and pull the greens from the ground. My friends were so curious, with wide eyes they asked what is your mom doing? I responded nonchalantly, getting stuff for making salad. That was common place in our Italian kitchen, no so much for my friends. But my young friends who were open and adventurous loved whatever my mom and dad served at our table. I was never a big fa...
One of the readings I did this morning reminded me of 1 Chronicles 16:11 "Seek the Lord and His strength, seek His presence continually." In this season of my life, and my recovery journey I am reminded every moment of every day how much I rely on Jesus and seek His presence daily in joy and in pain. It was a rough night I got about 2 1/2 hours sleep and was up at 1:30 am and I was unable to get back to sleep. I was hoping to make the sunrise, but I am moving a bit slower these days and ended up missing the sunrise by a 7 minutes. But what a blessing when I opened the around 6:20 am to a beautiful cool morning breeze. And I am so grateful that I got to enjoy that cool breeze in the Backyard Oasis with my readings and meditations and a delicious iced espresso. I got in a little PT with a light walk around the vegetable garden, grape arbor and rose gardens and picked our first roma tomato and a few roses for the Blessed Mother. A start to a beaut...