Love flows as Dad has had carers going in to help for over a year now. Their work is loving and our family would have been under a great deal of strain without them. Some have become friends and one chap is naturally talented at carving and making things out of wood. He hasn’t been on Mum and Dad’s area rota for a while, so it was a delight to see him on Saturday when I was over there visiting. He brought two beautiful bowls he had carved out of Ash for Mum and me.
My Mum lovingly sent me home at the end of the day with all sorts of thoughtful things from her, so my bag was full. I unpacked it at home and there was a feather sitting in the middle of my bowl and no, it certainly was not there when I put it in my bag. Hello, spirit. <3
Here is the angel this kind soul carved as a home warming present and she sends her loving energy out from the windowsill in my new front room.
My Mum is a trouper and never complains. At nearly eighty-three, she heads out each week to run errands and do the shopping and their home is warm and cosy and yummy things flow from her kitchen. We flow back and forth through our days with messages and calls, as buddies, rather than mother and daughter. My heart feels the strain she is under and it cracked when she and Dad’s kind carer related a shared story.
When Mum bumped into him during a shopping trip last week, having not seen him for a few months, their delight was expressed through a hug. A lady passing by commented loudly that she was going to report them. Without skipping a beat, our loving soul took his phone out of his pocket and invited her to call the police. She walked away muttering.
Given our current times, each to their own, but this lady had no idea what was behind that hug and how much it was needed, just as we have no idea what was behind her comment.
I remember my Great Granny often saying ‘If you can’t be kind, then please be quiet’.
The different levels of control and restrictions we are all dealing with play into the fear that is rampant across our world. Fear begets fear so quickly, it reminds me of the fires sweeping across three states in the USA right now. If we lean into fear, I feel it leads to the judgment of others and makes it all too easy to express opinions that create more fear energy.
I had a thought a few months ago and have put it into action. It has yet to see a ‘spark’ to get it going, but I will keep flowing love into it. I have started a group on Facebook, locally based in Wallasey, called ‘Bartering with Kindness‘.
Its premise is simple; if you need something mended, serviced, fixed, maintained or you need help with anything, then ask and someone who is able to help can barter with something they need. Even if you don’t feel you have skills you can offer in return, maybe you can gift your time in helping with shopping, baking, weeding a flower bed, knitting or doing a basket of ironing. Anything that helps and supports each other and it gifts us all a chance to get creative in what we can do to flow kindness. No money is involved and we can barter our care and time with each other while observing whatever social distancing each of us is comfortable with.
I hold hope that it will foster kindness and trust in our community and it all springs from a well of love.