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Mo’s Message
I had a very liberating conversation with a friend a couple of days ago.
She brought me a beautiful handmade glass bead bracelet for my birthday,
and a card that said, 'I love who you are.'
Well - I was a puddle on the floor. She hugged me.
I said, 'Maureen, I've been so down for so long with this labour dispute, and now I'm sick and I was cranky
with your kids a few years ago, and I still feel so bad about that. I'm so glad you're my friend, but I feel so totally undeserving.
Bless her heart, she said all the right things, 'You've been a fantastic
friend to me'. (I had.) And 'We all have regrets. I have regrets too.’ (She
does? She seems so perfect!) When I go to bed at night I think, 'Tomorrow
is another day.' When I get up in the morning, I think 'It's a new day.
Let go, quit beating yourself up.'
Food for thought. No doubt.
Speaking of food, later on, there was a knock at the door. A young man
stood there - he said, 'I'm from Island Heart Foods and I wonder if you'd like
to see the specials I have today. I trailed him out to his van and he showed me
several boxes of exceptional gourmet food - salmon, crab, chicken, filet
mignon - all beautifully packaged. It was organic meat and wild fish, and
one of those qualitative things that is expensive but worth it.
Well - I took some business cards and told him I'd be happy to tell my friends but had to say, 'I've been in
a labour dispute for 9 months and haven't had a paycheque
since December. Right now I'm foraging for berries and eating out of the
garden, but check in with me next time you're on the island. It should be
resolved by then.'
As he packed up, I wandered back to the house. A few minutes later - another knock on the door.
He stood there with two packages of marinated chicken skewers.
He said, 'Here are a couple of samples, these are my favourites.' Once
again, I was a puddle on the floor. I said, 'Amazing - here I am just about
bankrupt, but I get at least two meals of gourmet food. The universe sure
works in strange ways.'
I hung Maureen's card on the fridge. I wear her bracelet daily. Moments of
love and support, acts of kindness from perfect strangers - all fragments of
the perfection of our existence.
Who am I to worry for even a second in the face of such blessing.
Amanda Parker is a singer, songwriter, vocal instructor and writer. She has recently released a
cd of her original songs and is working on the next one. Occasionally, poems and stories just fly
around the room – and she writes them down immediately. Penny lives on Gabriola Island, with her
beloved but somewhat cranky dog, Noodles. In her spare time, she gardens, renovates her A-frame, and flies kites.
Email: Amanda Parker
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