The ‘Stay at Home’ and What I Would Bring to Heaven Edition

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Like many of you I am sure, I am craving things I can’t have right now.

About falafeltwo weeks into ‘stay at home’ I woke up wanting falafel, so much so, my mouth was watering, which was a little messy on the pillow. I have a place nearby that serves the crispiest, most fragrant of these little chickpea balls based on their grandmother’s recipe. Grandma’s recipes, no matter the cuisine, are the best.

About a month later I started missing my library. I want to know what is on the new releases shelves and what I have missed on other shelves. I want to browse the vintage department of the used books for sale and see what gems have been donated. This hurts.

But I know this will not last and I am ok. I am doing well socially isolating and for various reasons do not go into any stores. I have never been much of an online buyer, but, my o my, I have discovered there isn’t much I can’t get online from grocery delivery, to dog and cat supplies to batteries and toothbrushes!

As I have been musing over things I miss I was looking through my old friend and spiritual companion Abbie Graham’s, Ceremonials of Common Days. She calls Eastertide a time of material transition, as the Season of the Relinquishment of Things “and is therefore, the time for an intensified appreciation of them.” She gives a list of the things she would bring to heaven. Obviously, this is an impossible and weighty list, even if she could bring anything with her (!), but I love that her list includes both the bold and the objects of everyday.

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Note: They may not let me enter with all of these, but the planning lends a sense of joyousness and comradeship to that final departure.

My Celestial Shopping List:

One Tea-room, serving cinnamon toast by a fireplace
Hollyhocks
Periwinkles
Ink
Two Roads, one small unimportant; one wide, very important
Queen Anne’s Lace
A Waterfall
One Range of Mountains
Coffee
One Blue Pine Tree, a Double Row of Poplars and Two Birches
Candles, orange and blue
One Fireplace
Blue Tea Cups, at least two
Golden Rod
A Sunrise
One Small Island, with large hemlock tree and little wintergreen flowers
One Head Waiter with One Sub-Waiter
A Little Garden
A Stony Brook
A Small Post Office

I would take many from her list and add ice cream (mint and chip), two California coastal live oaks, a granite boulder from the Sierras and of course, a public library and my falafel place.

The wonders of Creation and our creaturely habits are hard to let go!

Who Left the Sun Inside this Book?

Have you ever found something extraordinary or intriguing tucked inside the pages of a book?

I have found grocery lists for elaborate meals and medical appointment cards forgotten as bookmarks in the public library. In the university library I have come across notes taken for classes or lists of books for term papers, which always brings a familiar pain; all that time and research for nothing.

Once I found a tirade detailing the transgressions the letter writer felt someone committed against her. After reading a few embarrassing lines I stuck it back in the book. Yikes!

My greatest find was also a picture stuck between the pages of a book I picked up in a university library:

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Incredible detail and technique! But what was the inspiration? Boredom? Soothing nerves before a midterm? Or just the desire to create? The medium is black ink on a napkin: restaurant, coffee house, bar? And why was it left? Using the napkin as a place-holder while studying and forgetting about it? Or, shoved inside and left on purpose? A frustrating mystery.

But here is the bigger mystery: This is my symbol. I have been collecting, imagining, wearing and enjoying sun and moon images for decades.

Sometimes I like them together:

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And sometimes I like them alone:

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This crescent I wear almost every day:

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I consider myself mostly a moon person, as I love the night and darkness. When the crescent moon appears each month it is a joy to see and acknowledge. The crescent is an expectant symbol of newness, promise and hope.

I found the napkin in 2002 and have moved house several times, each time making sure to take it with me. All this time it has had a prominent place on my altar:

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O Unknown Artist…I thank you!

What have you found stuck in a book?