What I hold in my hand is precious and temporary. It begins to disappear before I can truly grasp it. The henna tattoo, painted on my palm by my daughter when she filled up her palms, feet and belly and needed more blank space, has already faded away. The baby chick, beginning to look like a gawky teenager but most definitely behaving like a precocious toddler, flies from my hand as soon as it reaches a safe distance from the ground. The safe distance gets farther every day.
What I hold in my hand is all I know for certain, and what I know for certain doesn't last long before it's replaced by a new certainty. My hands are always full. Full of birds, children, dirt, dishes, fabric, yarn, paper, scissors, laundry, books, flowers, food, keys, cards. My hands are full of my life.
One certainty I desperately attempt to maintain grasp of is this - what I hold in my hands is worth far more than whatever exists anywhere else. You can keep your two in a bush, all I need is this one bird.
Your post makes me excited for the chickens we will (hopefully!) be getting soon. It's a big deal because we live in an urban neighborhood. I love your chick photos!
ReplyDeletewhat a wonderful sentiment. it is important to remember that we live in the here and now and that grasping life as it happens is very important. thanks.
ReplyDeleteyes. yes. and yes. I have felt so grateful this week for the things I have. I don't feel like I need anything else.
ReplyDeletelovely sentiments..... and so very true.
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ReplyDeletemuch more beautiful than what was left in my hand after holding a little chick yesterday. ;)
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Such a beautiful and thoughtful post. The mother and crafter in me signed a relief in recognition of your words. :)
ReplyDeleteI've always told you that you were a poet, my dear. And here you go proving me right!
ReplyDeleteSo funny you should post this today! I have some tubes of henna in the freezer and was just telling my friend yesterday I was thinkin' of doin' a henna tattoo this weekend!!
ReplyDeleteYup - you said it all. (And the other commenters sad what I was going to say).
ReplyDeleteLovely. Things are always moving, changing, going forward...
ReplyDeleteJust what I needed to consider today. Been reading magazines and they always leaving me feeling like I'm missing out on something -- that I need more, when really I already have everything I need. Thanks.
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ReplyDeleteLove, love, love this. It is oh, so true.
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ReplyDeleteYour recent thoughts have been so, well, thoughtful, Molly. I've been catching up. It's good to see you round here.
ReplyDeleteLove that photo!, such cute chicken feet.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of your hands being full of your life - that seems such a positive way to describe what for me can sometimes feel overwhelming - I am going to go and appreciate all those moments not just the ones I love ...cleaning out chickens, ironing, washing the dishes .....Thank you :D
ReplyDeleteAmazing and beautiful photo. Did you take it with the other hand?
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ReplyDeleteGood lord, Chicks are in my near future, and henna is in my reality. I just love the pic!
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing, the metaphors you find in birds! Little do those chickens know how many life lessons you have gleaned from them and passed along. Beautiful post.
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful post.
ReplyDeleteit's true--chicks, and kids, grow so fast. We experimented with henna for the first time this winter and my girls went a little crazy with it too, cover all skin surfaces (but mostly my legs).
ReplyDeleteYour hands, my hands--hold so much. If only that list was complete. I don't really want those two in the bush, either ;)
Namaste to you...
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Makes me want to henna my hand and take pictures of our new chicks! I found a bit of sadness in your words though. What and Who we hold in our hearts can be far more certain than what we hold in our hands. Things always slip through our fingers, but in our heart we can hold eternal Hope.
ReplyDeleteYou are so, so right. Of course, now I want to pick up some henna from the store!
ReplyDeleteCool pic, love the little toes...henna can get addicting. We love it too. :) Lovely thoughts too!
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Have a great week! Karen
what a wonderful sentiment. it is important to remember that we live in the here and now and that grasping life as it happens is very important. thanks.
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