Day 84

More misses yesterday. I’m feeling out-of-the-flow. New miss is not getting an invitation to a pot-luck for Fr. David. So the late notice is not enough. I will not attend. Rosie and Karen are playing their singing bowls and I will go there. I seem to need acknowledgment, that invisible, taken-for-granted feeling and it’s uncomfortable. Farm-stand first, garden soil for the box, plans for the future and I’ll be okay. I’ll wear out this feeling with the shovel and dirt under my fingernails