The fleece or raw wool from a pet sheep named Haru
Good Morning, God!
I had such a worthwhile time talking yesterday with Mavis, my therapist. Is it just me, God — or do most “extroverts” need help in retrieving, reviewing and spinning out the threads of their lives?
At the end of our session the analogy “hit” me. Each week I take Mavis the wool that my memory has collected over the years. We sort through the bits and pieces and slowly over time spin them into more or less coherent threads. I was quite taken with the image. Of course, God, I haven’t been sheared. It feels more like I have a storeroom filled with cast off bits of wool.
The Three Fates spinning a person's life
I thought that wool HAD to be carded — wire brushed into having all the fibers go the same direction. But I found a lovely video in which a woman was spinning grease wool which hadn’t even been washed — let alone carded. Ah! That seems doable! Carding seemed like a lot of work, God.
Hmm. The idea just popped into my mind that sitting in Centering Prayer helps bring about a certain degree of inner alignment — I imagine that’s a sort of “carding.”
The ancient Greeks assigned three goddesses to spinning, allotting and cutting the “thread” of each life. It’s a nice image. But, I’m thankful, God, that You have given us a bit more say over our lives than that. In fact, maybe You have given us MORE say than we really want? Responsibility is both heavy and uncomfortable. How much easier to blame our parents, or our genes or even fate. Sigh.
Please, God, help me to be AWARE of my power to choose — and then make good use of it.
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
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