Sunsets Coming

Posted on July 10, 2013 by a moment with god — 4 Comments

Sunset looking over the Hawaii Kai Marina at dinner last night

Good Afternoon, God!

I’m trying to go slow these days . . . slow because I’m tired . . . tired deep inside. Well, OK, not just tired. I have also been grumpy and irritable.

In fact, on my drive home yesterday, You brought to my attention that I have been way too cross with my wonderful husband Kit. Worse, I’ve failed to lavish on him the appreciation he deserves for being so good to my Mom all these years — especially the last nine years when he has helped in so many ways.

So, I came home and hugged Kit and appreciated him . . . and told him I would take him out for dinner — my treat.

Kit, with Scottish and New England roots, said he had a discount coupon for the local Yummy Korean Barbecue. So, with takeout food in cartons, we found a private outdoor table. As advertised, the food was yummy and the venue fantastic.

Kit and I eating outside by the marina

My Mom, now in hospice care, is mostly sleeping. But she has told me always to wake her up when I visit. When I do, we talk and squeeze each other’s hands. I don’t stay long. I tell myself it’s because I don’t want to tire her . . .

What I am realizing — more and more — is how precious family and friends are. I need to be with them. I need them. I may need them more than most people do because I am an extrovert. But, in addition, I am feeling more and more a part of The Web of Life. More than ever I sense that it extends further and deeper than we humans can begin to imagine.

Thank You, God for Times of Twilight . . . Times of Love.

Tagged with: dying, family, life, mothers, sunsets
Posted in connecting, LOVE, Mothers, web of life

Mom’s Faithful Watch-cat

Posted on July 6, 2013 by a moment with god — Leave a comment

Katrina, Mom’s faithful watch cat on the bed with Mom before Mom went to the ER

Good Day, God!

When my brother Dave flew in from California and went to see our mom in the hospital, she looked up at him, said “Hi” and then said, “Where’s my Cat? Can you bring her to me?”

My brother said that he couldn’t bring a cat into the hospital. Our mother said, “WHY NOT?” Dave explained that hospitals are for people, not cats. There was a short silence, then mom said: “Do they allow dogs?”

In recounting this to the nurse she said that they used to allow dogs to visit. We both said, “Please don’t tell Mom!”

Later my brother and I were talking about the growing presence of Service Dogs and I laughed and said that maybe we could make mom’s cat a small jacket that said “Service Cat.” Then we both roared. We love cats. But they are not Service Animals. Besides, as Dave added: We could never get a Service Cat jacket ON her.

In fact, we are cats’ Service Humans.

All that said, God, my mom’s cat, Katrina, has been a faithful companion. When mom goes to bed the cat jumps up to join her. And for some time the cat was trying to let me know that “something isn’t right” here. Sigh. We both knew that. But, I sure didn’t know what to do about it.

A few days ago a dear friend, Lois, came to help move out furniture and instantly bonded with Katrina. She told the cat, “You can come and live with me!” Dave said, “In the interest of full-disclosure I have to tell you that Katrina does not purr.” I laughed and said “Neither does Lois!” So, Katrina will be going to a Service Human who also has a Heart of Gold with a No Purr Exterior.

Thank you, God, for our dear families and friends — human and otherwise.

Tagged with: Cat, no-purr exteriors, Purr, Service animal
Posted in Caring, connecting, Mothers, web of life

Transitioning — A long Gentle Slope

Posted on July 2, 2013 by a moment with god — 3 Comments

Shower tree blossoms

Good Morning, God!

My Mother is transitioning out of Queens Hospital and into Hospice care. She will be continuing the long slow slide into Your Loving Arms. I’ve been transitioning, too . . . from daughter to both daughter/mother and then on to mostly being my mother’s mother. I am weeping inside. Or should I say my little inside-daughter is grieving the loss of her mother. My Outside is doing OK — so far.

My brother called on Thursday to say he was coming over from California. I didn’t know how badly I wanted him to come until he said he was coming. He arrived Friday and I am So Thankful!

I knew I had to take my mom into the Queen’s Emergency Room on Tuesday morning a week ago — not just because she was too weak to move well but because when I asked her if she wanted to rest or go to the ER, she said: “Just do what you think best.” My mom was raised a Christian Scientist and aside from her experimental treatment for breast cancer after her mastectomy back when she was in her 60s, she normally avoids doctors — and ERs.

Upon her arrival at the ER they found that Mom had a bladder infection and aortic stenosis . . . and I think maybe a small stroke. But, as the doctor told us yesterday, medically speaking — right now — nothing is wrong.

Mom isn’t in pain. And there is no real medical problem. WOW! At any age, that is a BLESSING but especially so at 98 1/2 Thank You, God! Thank You for such a wonderful mother . . . and such a good brother!

Tagged with: Grieving, Hospice, mothers and daughters, Queens Hospital, Transitioning
Posted in connecting, gratitude

Why Women Live Longer

Posted on June 24, 2013 by a moment with god — 3 Comments

My Mother, Marjorie the First, at 93 in 2007

Good Evening, God

My day got off to a delightful start when my loving husband brought me not just coffee in bed but an article printed from NPR’s website — Why Men Die Younger Than Women: The ‘Guys are Fragile’ Thesis.

Needless to say, God, I had my own ideas on why men die younger: “You guys don’t have real friends! You don’t talk to other guys about how you feel — about your sorrows and fears. You have no Social Support Group! Of course you die younger!”

Kit didn’t really argue.

But as the day has gone on I’ve had two more ideas. One was from a man who pointed out that women are designed to have babies and therefore have to be built a bit sturdier. I like that!

The third idea is one I came across years ago. It’s about the evolutionary advantage of having women live longer. The first woman to live past child-bearing years became The First Grandmother! Scientific studies have verified that having a grandmother increases a child’s chances of surviving . . . and thriving. So women who lived longer had more surviving grandchildren and maybe great-grandchildren — and passed on their good genes more successfully.

Alas, having a grandfather doesn’t seem to make a statistically significant difference in a child’s well being. Hmm.

Thankfully, God, I’m pretty sure Kit isn’t fragile. And I am praying that he will keep on running marathons, and keep on taking good care of me, and his daughters and his grandsons, for many more years. Thank You!

Tagged with: Grandmother, Men, NPR, People, Pregnancy, Social support, Women
Posted in connecting, Families, health, Marathons, people as gifts

An Oblique Look at . . .

Posted on June 23, 2013 by a moment with god — Leave a comment

The sculpture workroom at the Tate in St. Ives, England

Good Evening God!

It’s funny how a photo will take us back in time. The year was 2004 and my husband Kit and I had gone to England for him to run the London Marathon. Afterward, we traveled to Land’s End with our son-in-law, Dave and his dad, Frank, both U.K. natives. I forget just why it was that Dave came to be visiting his folks in Liverpool.

Here, we were all at the Tate museum in St. Ives, and it was a grey, damp day. We’d done the galleries and were out in the garden when I looked through the window and snapped this photo.

In looking more closely, I see in the workroom mirror a reflection of my husband Kit, who was standing next to me.

So, as I sit here in Honolulu going through old photographs, my thoughts return to Land’s End. Remembering the walk along the top of the cliffs overlooking the ocean. Remembering meals shared with Dave and Frank. Remembering Kit’s distress in scraping our rental car’s right front fender. And remembering a spat he and I had over dinner that night. Easy to smile now — albeit ruefully.

The mirror in the workroom at the Tate in St. Ives, England

I’m thankful, God, for this mini trip back in my memory. It makes me think I want to do more “remembering.” Sharing more of our past with Kit is something I look forward to.

I’d best get the photos ready so we can start remembering from a common point. Both Kit and I differ so — on what we notice and what we file. I often joke that we walk hand in hand through separate universes.

We all have our individual oblique views of the world, don’t we God.

Tagged with: Lands End, memories, St Ives, Tate
Posted in connecting, Creating, family visits

Unforgiveness — Unseen and Invisible Poison

Posted on June 19, 2013 by a moment with god — Leave a comment

Looking inland toward Makapuu Head

Good Evening, God!

It’s true . . . In preparing to teach, we often intensify our learning.

I volunteered to teach a class on Forgiveness for this August. I thought I had worked through quite a lot of forgiving over the years. Surely my biggest job was to work and work on forgiving myself for losing our daughter Patty to cancer. I guess I thought I had finished most of my forgiveness work.

Alas, not so! I have been totally unaware of many lurking areas of unforgiveness. Apparently, people like me who want to think of themselves as “good people” are very good at suppressing awareness of unforgiveness.

I hadn’t ever thought of unforgiveness as invisible. But, preparing for the class has been sensitizing me.

My eyes were opened a few days ago as I jogged by an area of bare ground that had been a small wilderness area — filled with kiawe trees, hale koa bushes, and many mongooses. As I jogged by the empty ground I could feel my anger and resentment at the clearing of this bit of wilderness. Everything that was non indigenous was cut down. All of this in the process of restoring an ancient Heiau.

After I’d jogged a few more steps it suddenly dawned on me that my regret and anger were markers of unforgiveness. Yikes! How could I have missed the deeper meaning of those two red flags — anger and resentment?

I missed them because I didn’t want to know about my unforgivenss. I’m sure there are many other areas in which I have hidden unforgivenss. Sigh. Forgiving myself and others is such hard work, God, even with Your help. Now I know that I have to begin by finding those poisonous wells of unforgiveness.

Tagged with: anger, forgiveness, invisibility, resentment, Unforgiveness
Posted in Anger, Forgiving

Three Father’s Day Gifts

Posted on June 16, 2013 by a moment with god — 1 Comment

Kit on Cape Cod after the Boston Marathon

Kit at Cape Cod after the 2013 Boston Marathon

Good Day, God!

Thank You, God, for Fathers! Also, for monogamy . . . because I don’t share well. I often “count my blessings” for having Kit as my faithful husband and as the father of our daughters. But, really, can I tell him that often enough?

Here are a few of the gifts I gave Kit today. First, I went jogging with him this morning. We did 2+ miles, and I had enough left at the end for me to take off in a little sprint. I do love sprinting. But slogging through long training miles? Not so much. But I recognize, God, that jogging is good for me. And it gives Kit so much joy.

My next gift to him was the Secret Key to successfully managing me. I respond best to a positive and encouraging tone of voice. I realized this just recently. Facts and logic kind of roll off of me. Ah, but a warm loving, uplifting word — that is a marvelous gift . . . candy for the ear!

Actually, that Secret Key is a gift I’d love to give to all men. It seems that our Western Culture is a bit weak on Warm Emotional Encouragement. It’s a mystery to me why people think logic and reason are going to be useful levers in changing behavior.

But, back to gifts. My third gift was to “interview” Kit over the brunch I prepared. That was fun! First I asked what Meaningful Goals he had accomplished. His first response: Running 51 marathons. He then slowly worked all the way back to marrying me years ago! I added to his list: His having compiled our late daughter Patty’s words and poems into the small book Mango Days.

Then I asked him what Goals were still outstanding. It’s good to have goals, God . . . good to make them explicit. I guess mine is to take good care of Kit. Thanks, again, God, for Good Fathers.

Tagged with: Fathers, Fathers Day, gifts, goals, jogging, loving encouragement, marathons, Nonverbal communication, positive tone of voice
Posted in Books, connecting, Families, Marathons, relationships

Major Changes to Our Food Supply

Posted on June 13, 2013 by a moment with god — 1 Comment

Glyphosate and Autism

Good Evening, God!

First it was finding this graph about usage of the weed killer Roundup (main active ingredient: Glyphosate) going UP at about the same rate as Autism.

It seems that “Glyphosate-based herbicides all work on the same biochemical principle — they inhibit a specific enzyme that plants need in order to grow. The specific enzyme is called EPSP synthase.”

The article comprehensively reviews old studies on the safety of glyphosate and finds enough concerns to call for a comprehensive study of glyphosates. That seems like a really good idea, God. But where can we find truly independent researchers?

Next I was reading about the on-going collapse of pollinating bee colonies and read this chilling quote: The collapse of bee colonies is probably multifactorial, but a major factor is the toxicity of systemic pesticides called nicotinoids, which kill insects by attacking their nervous systems.

So, even though I understand we don’t exactly have proof about the weed killers and the bee killers, it does strike me that we humans have embarked on MAJOR changes to our Food Supply with more Hubris than Caution.

I dare say researchers somewhere are busy looking for substitutes for honey bees. Just as scientists are working on the Global Warming Problem. Hmm. Well, I love science, I was raised on Science Fiction, and I am a born optimist. But I am feeling distinctly uneasy about Big Food.

This is Your World, God. You made it and You declared it GOOD. Perhaps we ought to show more respect for Your Ways. Complex interrelationships take time to ripple all the way out. They require long-term studies before safety can be assured.

Maybe You could nudge the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation to look into this? Please?

Tagged with: autism, complexity, glyphosate, hubris, our food supply, weed-killers
Posted in connecting, humility, Perspective, web of life, Worries

Little Flowers, Lit by Love

Posted on June 11, 2013 by a moment with god — Leave a comment

Little Flowers seen on my morning jog

Good Evening, God!

It’s been a lovely, slow day — even my 2.2 mile jog was slow. Perhaps I’m taking time to factor in my Medieval Helpers? Let me try to explain (to myself?) how they work.

Edward de Bono talked about using Six Hat Thinking. Each “Hat” stood for a mode of thinking. For example the Yellow Hat was for optimism and looking for positives while the Black Hat was about judgment. The Black Hat was the Devil’s Advocate who tried to see what could go wrong. Getting individuals or groups periodically to change hats really stretches the thinking process.

I suppose my staff of Medieval Officers acts in somewhat the same way as those Hats. It is easier to get myself exercising if I give myself an Inner Helper — in this case an avuncular Scot who has the Medieval role of Marshall. (The office of Marshall kept discipline among the troops and oversaw their training.)

Today my Inner Marshall had me stretching and exercising while listening to Fr. Richard Rohr reading from his book The Little Way: A Spirituality of Imperfection. He is referring to the Little Way of Saint Therese of Lisieux, also called the Little Flower.

Fr. Rohr’s book, The Little Way

This is also a spiritual stretching, God. Or maybe his words are not so much stretching me as loosening me from the cultural entanglement that adores Achieving and Accomplishing. It is one of Your Paradoxes, God, isn’t it? In what we think of as our better moments we long to do Great Things for You. Yet, You can’t really use us until we come nose to nose with our own powerlessness, weakness and flawed nature.

Nose down in the mud — accepting that — we find ourselves lifted up and loved. And, sent out to love others in Little Ways. Imperfect Ways. Now THAT is Good News! Thank You for loving us as we are!

Tagged with: Fr. Richard Rohr, humility, imperfections, openess, The Little Way
Posted in Books, connecting, Faith, humility, LOVE, Ongoing Transformation

My Medieval Marshall arrives to help

Posted on June 8, 2013 by a moment with god — Leave a comment

The rich complexity of the Banyan tree arching over the Kapiolani Park walking path reflects our own inner complexities.

Good Evening, God!

Yesterday was a lovely full day — a day in which I opened my heart to receive help. While sitting in silence in Centering Prayer, I met “The Marshall.” That’s the officer charged with the training and discipline of the soldiers assigned to a medieval castle. As I read the list of medieval offices the day before I did stop on that one and think . . . hmm . . . discipline. I need that.

Imagine my surprise, God, when The Marshall appeared inside me as an avuncular Scot with a charming accent and a supportive and encouraging approach. His enveloping warmth and certainty that I can “do it” had me picking up my 5 pound weights several times yesterday and today. He also had me stretching and feeling very good about it!

I sure wish I had met him years ago. His positive, compassionate and encouraging spirit are a tonic!

A friend asked me this morning, “How long do you think this will last?” I didn’t have an answer then but this evening the answer came. It will last as long as I stay humble enough to “receive” the help.

That’s the Key, isn’t it, God? Humility. Enough humility to know that I am falling short and need help. And then on-going humility so that I am open during the day for opportunities to be guided, nudged or rounded up and sent out for a run.

On further consideration it also means scheduling my day at a slow enough pace so that there is space enough for helpful “interruptions.” I think redoing my schedule will require the help of the Lord of the Privy Seal. Oh my! So many helpers and I need them all!