Finding “Sacred” in the Ordinary

Dear Reader:

Sometimes the ‘sacred’ among the ordinary is such a fixture in our lives we forget just how beautiful it really is…

Case in point: When I first laid eyes on the ‘The old rugged (wooden) cross’ I instantly fell in love with it….Every morning when I wake up it is the first thing I see on the wall directly across from my bed ….along with a beautiful little angel reading.

I think I bought the angel from the tea room “Time Well Spent” many years ago. Originally she had batteries in her and a solar light panel so her book would light up at night…to help her read I presume.

I used to laugh when it looked initially like she had her eyes closed…I certainly could relate…since I fall asleep more often than not in my recliner while reading late at night.

But then I looked up at her from a different angle and her eyes are just little slits…almost closed but not…again…I could relate…I try to keep my pried eyes open as long as I can too.

The only thing missing on my beautiful angel now is her light. I remember leaving her in the garden during the day so her solar panel, along with the batteries, could soak in the suns’s rays. Then it would light up her book at night.

It was so pretty until one time when I forgot to bring her in at night and it poured…the batteries apparently got drenched and she has never ‘lit’ up again…to my sadness.

I called my neighbor elf, Vickie, to see if she could help me unscrew the two screws holding the (I imagine) rusty batteries in place. We managed to get one tiny screw out but the other one looks rusted in place. So close but yet so far away from victory.

You see there is a mystery going on…some scattered alphabet letters and some kind of faded image….in order to see it the light needs to come on underneath like it originally did.

* I just remembered Jeff comes this morning to do the yard…maybe- just maybe he can get the last screw undone and we can replace the batteries…and have light from the sun revealing the book’s contents. We will just have to wait and see.

And while we are searching for fairies and their “magical” parts…guess who showed up again…after about a year’s disappearance act…”Little Tink,” the Tinker Bell figurine that Anne’s sister, Lucy sent me years ago. Tinker Bell wanted to move south where it was warmer…Lucy wrote me… and have new adventures. *Her adventures are getting lost on a continuum basis.

She pulls this disappearing act every few months…she’s there and then shes’ not. She has been found under cement fixtures when they were moved, buried under pine straw…she once even showed up in a large serving spoon at Thanksgiving one year. You just never know.

I thought I outwitted “Little Tink” apparently (this last time) by keeping her in a little box-safe and sound…but then it was me who forgot where I put the box?????!!!! DUH!

While looking for double and triple batteries (can’t remember which ones will be needed…) yesterday for the reading fairy statue…”Little Tink” showed up…so I have decided to let her read whatever the story is… along with the reading fairy!

…I think she needs an older, wiser guardian angel to keep track of her. Maybe that has been the problem.

We can only hope Lucy! One thing I will say she makes adventures out of any place she finds herself in. (There’s a lot we can learn from little Tinker Bell!)

 

* I will keep you updated about what’s inside the two pages… if Jeff can get the batteries fixed and we have plenty of sunshine …which, most likely, we will have! 🙂

So until tomorrow…

Mystical and magical just seem to go together, don’t they? All we have to do in both cases is say “I BELIEVE!”

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

My lucky charm continues…I went for my monthly oncology visit yesterday…taking my “happy face” annual blood report with me since they like to make copies of my yearly physicals and there are a few items that differ from each medical center’s blood test analysis.

My amazing PA was not to be outdone….she went and found a gold star to put on my shirt for having another ‘extra’ good blood work report!

A “Star” is born! Where are you Bradley Cooper? I want a serenade! 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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4 Responses to Finding “Sacred” in the Ordinary

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    So glad that you got a good report
    ..⭐🌟♥️

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  2. Beverly Dufford says:

    So happy you have gotten a gold star on your report. That and your double A plus are the best two news items of the week. Our Pastors’ theme for our drive in services in July has been Ordinary things. Don’t you just love it when you’re watching the fluffy white clouds and see some figure, often an angel or cross? There are so many things in nature that make the ordinary day feel sacred somehow. And I believe the first sentence in this blog would fit right here now.

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  3. Becky Dingle says:

    So true! The most beautiful sacred moments I have in my memory treasure box…even after visiting many great cathedrals in Europe…can still be found in my garden these days.

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