Your Soul Always Knows the Way

Dear Reader:

Some days isn’t it hard to try to figure out where to start the day, how to prioritize the check-off list, and finally how to land where you should have been all along…in a place of peace?

Such was yesterday…a company had ‘lost’ two checks from me for gas/electric utilities I sent over a month ago ( sent out along with all the other bills in the same slot at the post office) and they couldn’t figure out either why this happened but I would need to go ahead and pay two months right now…then they could sort it out later. (Deep breath…count to 10 and slowly release one’s breath)

Then at the local water commission payment drive-around…a gust of wind sent my two bills flying out of the tray…I had to pull up, get out of the car and chase the two bills flying through the air. Miraculously I caught one in mid-air and stepped on the other amid applause from other customers in the cars behind me. (Thank you 🙂

When I got home…I had to pile all the dirty dishes in a wash bin and take them next door to the  other dishwasher because the one on my side started retaining water, along with the sink.

By then it was time to eat lunch and I was already exhausted…but I refused to give up. After standing in all the long yard/garden lines at Lowes and other out-door centers over the weekend…I had four beautiful purple (aurora blue) delphiniums to plant in my garden and five Japanese maples (the grandchildren) to enrich with potting soil, fertilizer spikes and peat moss. A lot of work.

But as soon as I started working I felt a wonderful sense of peace fill me in the quiet breezy afternoon…this is where I should have been all day…it took me awhile but my soul finally got me to the right place.

Someone has bought my neighbors’ rental house that had all the kudzu and bamboo…and they have cleaned it up to the point where I can actually see their back yard now….looks terrific. I just kept getting happier and happier yesterday walking and looking around at the Formosa azaleas…the last to bloom.

Today the rains return but that is just good timing for the gardener in me…I was beyond exhausted at the end of the day yesterday but it was that good kind of tired…the kind where you feel you really accomplished something…added some more beauty to the world!

Just as I wearily put up the last of the shovels, the heavy potting soil bag and all the other tools…the darkening skies opened up and the last rays of a late afternoon sun shone beautifully down on the deck, the yards…back and front. It was like a sign from God…I had followed my soul so my day ended in glorious rays of light.

So until tomorrow….***(Very Important to Remember Everyone and Especially Someone! )

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

Libby texted me to say that the little March rhyme about the lion and the lamb coming into the new month… reminded her of a song she learned (Broadway tune from Carousel) when she got to sing with the National FHA Chorus in St. Louis!

The tune was Hi Lilly Hi…Lilly Hi Low (and Yellow Bird)…what memories pop back up from a life time ago…amazing. Libby said the song starts “March goes out like a lion.”

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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