It’s our turn

 

Sun and shade. Yesterday’s walk

That’s what DJ said. It just struck me as profound and true.

Rehearse Psalm 23 for solace. 

And give thanks for the bad and the good. IJN

Help!

 

Already?!! Yesterday

It’s hard to feel my help is unwanted even though I know the reasons. And I am truly frightened for her survival.

Then the images of the avalanche in Nepal are so haunting. Lord help us! And help us help each other. 

   I am especially grateful for JPG’s kindness and help   Thank you for putting him in my life. iJN

Can’t help worrying

 

Last night at 8 PM

Que sera, sera, No matter how I ask and I expect that. Help us to weather it with love and kindness. Let your presence survived no matter what IJN

God guide this day for us

Evening Primrose also at ER vet office two days ago

Keep us safe, each and every one, I pray IJN

Imagining the images of that flash flood in Nepal yesterday. Never saw anything like that:  all those poor souls running but overtaken by a black mass of water and debris, no escape possible. Then poor B’s fall and broken wrist, Red’s illness, and S’s diagnosis. 

  Again I pray, keep us safe in each others and your love, even though I don’t see your intervention. I know it may well lay beyond the visible world. IJN

Detritus

 

Vet’s patio yesterday

  Crabby, fatigued, clumsy, and overheated it is. Bad slumped posture. Sore knees. Time for more shots?  Oh. And did I say worried?  That always emerges when the other negative feelings do. Red, Red, Red. And our girl

  Lord give me strength and optimism. And bless the ones I care for. IJN

I need Your support

8-23-26 Glory in the ‘hood. Thank you

I need constant attention to that need for Your support. 

Lost and found

 

What a smile. I love this. 7-30-26

Nagging dream:  I’m at a school workshop on Gorham campus, Reggie there, and maybe Eileen. No point in staying. I don’t teach anymore. I. leave. Two big parking lots, I go to lower rear one and manage to find my car, an old one—VW? Turn on radio, go right onto an empty rural road.  Pass some classic style pillars that reinforce my notion I’m on back road of campus but shortly come to a huge structure like a ruined temple/ strip mine. I explore, trying to read its signs, but can only speculate. Not Muslim. People are gathering for a religious assembly so I leave but stop at a trash can for a clue. Man or two comes over and I ask who what. No clarification. Soon get to a fork in road. Go left. Encounter a bunch of women and babies—pediatric practice? Ask for directions no help. Go to right fork.  Same. Repeatedly ask Siri to navigate to Home address. No responses, except once it seems to indicate Pownal over to left. Wake up with urgent sense of being lost with constant futile attempts to get a response from Siri. I comes to mind. So does Daichi

Lord help us all day by day to find the way home through this life, to you IJN

            Lee Morning Five Substack today, chemistry…

And from this place 

I sense the way that life 

is born in goodness

and dwells in goodness. 

A fact that cannot be touched 

by the damage that is done by mankind. 

And from this place I grow roots of awareness 

into much more natural places than the places 

that the mind invents. 

I return to the body as though I were returning home, 

to a safe and welcoming place, 

deeply rooted in the experience of life itself 

and nothing else. 

For this is what goodness consists of:

Joy and sorrow, 

blended into glory 

here in this being.