There is nothing so gratifying as sitting around a table with good women, feeding each other physically, emotionally, spiritually and mentally. I was at a feast last night. It was fantastic, dear reader, to spend time with truly amazing women. We were celebrating birthday style - just a small gathering of kindred spirits eating, sharing and laughing. I didn't want to leave the table.
I can't account for the cake but it is a good thing great conversation doesn't have calories! I would have been in some serious trouble otherwise. Ralph Waldo Emerson was so right, my best thoughts have come from others. I have grown so much because of the women I love. When you have the priceless opportunity to sit at the feet of wise women the only option you are given is to grow.
Between Debra's puppet show to Audrey's reading about the humble nobility of No Moccasins to Cat's vivid reflections to Karina's keen insights I ate raw seed cake, zucchini cake, potatoes from the garden, organic humus and drank infused iced tea. Dear reader, every day should be like that. I'm a bit bereaved that it isn't. I can't tell you how deflated these moments are while I sit at home - alone - with only the dishes to share their stories and let me tell you - dishes are soooo boring!
I crave the circling influence of others. I crave the telling of stories. I crave the diversity of potluck creations. I have to say with all the gratitude I can muster, since I was very young, I have always been gathered by wonderful women. Really, that is what the whole experience is about - gathering and being gathered - circled round about by the wisdom, compassion, empathy and humor of soul sisters. Thank you. Thank you.
Let's gather ourselves tomorrow - bring your best conversation and I'll bring a plate of something tasty...