December 7 Fever 🥵

 Word of the day: fever 🥵 bring about a high body temperature or a state of nervous excitement in (someone).  The example used was: “ a heart which sin has fevered".   Funny how a word I try to keep out of my vocabulary, SIN, is used in this definition.  

The readings continued to stress that this “is not the time to judge yourself or where you may be falling short.”  And the question, “What is a frail human, that you should be mindful of him/her.”

Interesting that a few hours later, I developed a fever of 102 (38+ Celsius),and a cough that would not cease. This  was the end of Week 1 of the spiritual exercises,  the end of week 1 of our Ignatius Camino!  A day for reflection.  

 Ana Santa Ana, Kathy, and me.  We did not walk that day, due to our coughs, Ana’s  listers, my fever, and feeling SICK!  Kathy and I had been up most of the night coughing.  She was my guardian angel, caring for me due to my fever and cough!

The rest of the group walked.  It had been a bit rainy, so a few of the folks joined us on the bus.  We stopped in a little town, Kispan and explored while we waited for the walkers.  Final destination was the walled city of LaGuardia.

Week 1 of the spiritual exercises:  SELF AWARENESS 

What did I become aware of that first week of the Camino?

                              CHILDREN 

Outdoor spaces are so important for our children.  After     Covid, with so much isolation; Children need to relearn connections (don’t we all?).  And the importance of a spiritual base.  And love, and mindfulness, and peace!  

                               FLOWERS 🌺 

As Monet said, “I must have flowers, always & always

                                 Zinnias

                   And of course, my favorite, roses.      

   My dear friend, Christine always had flowers in her house.  It was a great lesson for me; and I try to keep flowers at home!  Even Dave, in my absence, bought flowers 💐  with this note to me:

        “Decided I would miss you less” with flowers

These flowers survived until i returned home on Thanksgiving.  Thanks for giving us flowers, Lord! And love that transcends continents! 

            AND  VISTAS, and SKY, and CLOUDS 

  I became even more aware of the beauty of nature.  And as Father said, “for the greater glory of God!”

And BUTTERFLIES 🦋 

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So, there was a reader board in this town, which featured butterflies.  Interestingly, the one featured was yellow.  At my mom’s funeral, there were hundreds of yellow butterflies in the fields.  And they twittered everywhere during the internment.  So, I became aware of recognizing the small miracles that occur every day.  I became aware that my mom is always with me in spirit!  And what a great thing to learn!

                  Jeez Louise!