Wednesday, 4 December 2013
Naomi Shihab Nye: "Kindness"
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.
Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night
with plans and the simple breath
that kept him alive.
Before you know kindness
as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow
as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.
Then it is only kindness
that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day
to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you every where
like a shadow or a friend
Posted by MrsL at 21:11
Tuesday, 3 December 2013
|Had a good meal there last night on the way back from further down in Hampshire. Lovely bar, tasteful and abundant Christmas decorations (although still a little early to my mind), nice lad behind the bar, decent glass of house white. |
My starter was mushrooms in a pepper and Stilton sauce, on a hot buttered muffin
This was delicious, only grumble was the cold plate it came on
Main course was a vegetable tagine with roasted red peppers and couscous and soured cream
Couldn't fault this one, was very very good.
Very reasonably priced, decent level of music noise, good attentive but not 'in your face' staff, lovely bar.
We drove through the main street on the way home where the Christmas lights had been strung across the road - simple but colourful garlands of plain coloured lights. One of the most beautiful displays I've seen.
Well done Lyndhurst.
Posted by MrsL at 15:07
|Been a bit of a weekend what with one thing and another; Saturday was all day at the Guild of WSD, shared a selling table and made a wee bit of money, bought some lovely stuff too, then was the lunch and AGM. Sunday I visited the local garden centre's award wining Christmas display - while I don't do Christmas any more, there are some very beautiful things to covet and inspire as you walk through the themed areas. |
I did buy him, though, couldn't resist him!
Yesterday was a family funeral down in Hampshire - very difficult for a lot of reasons, namely family issues; let's just say ma glad I can choose my friends lol Anyhoo, done and over now, was lovely to see my three favourite cousins again.
Today is the back to slow bit; I now find myself well enough to fully get back into the household stuff- cleaning out, feeding and watering the animals, getting the logs in and lighting the stoves, emptying the water butt from the washing machine - all the heavy stuff I have been unable to do for so long now. It feels good, and I really think I'm more or less mended now
Posted by MrsL at 14:58