A Penny for Your Thoughts …
June 29, 2010
The coin I found in the yard wasn’t there earlier, I could swear it. Yet, it was – face up – looking at me. Taking notice of the date as I picked it up, I was drawn back to 1995.
We recently moved to our current home in August of that year. My children were getting ready to start in a new school system – the main reason we moved. A new life was about to unfold for all of us.
Shortly after we moved, my work in the healing arts took on new dimensions as clients found me. Our home became a meeting area for the members of the spiritual group of which I was a member. Thirty people crammed into a little house was an exercise in the art of living, and I remember those times as being absolutely wonderful.
Of course as all good things come to an end, so did my participation in the group. I moved on – blessing them all, yet feeling the deeper need to be with family who really seemed to need me more and more. I had to live my spiritual practice in the midst of life.
My children graduated from high school, my son is now a Sergeant in the Marines, my daughter a nurse – and my husband is nearing retirement.
In an instant, that coin reminded me of many years I hadn’t really thought much about lately. It is timely, too, as we’re looking into new places to live, some far from here, where a new phase will begin.
