Wednesday, November 28

breath & light























































All is breath and light here.

Mom's rhythmic breathing is mostly what we've left of her, and it surrounds and fills us. And as I lay in the outdoor tub this morning, the water piping hot enveloping me and the blue sky arching over....I felt the cool breath of the November breezes lift my hair and thought of how Mom will soon be free, free as the wind. Then I watched it toss the branches of the old elm that watches over Mom's little peaked-roofed room...it mostly filled her with wonder and gratitude over the years, tho' its Winter-revealed branches and scarred limbs inspired sadder and more difficult feelings in Mom.

We are hoping she will go as gently as the golden elm leaves that I watch drifting down to the ground in the sunlight, and be spared another Winter...

May the blessing of Light be with you...light without and light within
 ...a favorite blessing of mine, and very much what this day feels like. We are bathed in the light of the sun that is shining in our many windows and warmed by the light of all the love and thoughtfulness pouring down upon us through your comments and prayers coming through these glass pages...

xo



8 comments:

Christine Crocker said...

dear lesley,

thinking of you all from our frosted and misty mountains~
I wish you all warm light and peace.

christine

Deb said...

Hello Lesley
Reading your beautiful, heartfelt words , looking at your sweet photos and sending love & prayers your way ♥

Lynn said...

Still checking in often and sending you much love. And how I can relate, as it was our greatest relief that my dad was spared another gloomy, scary winter.

xoxo

Julie said...

Just a little note that you all are in our thoughts and prayers. I have loved all the photos of your Mom's hands. I am going to make a point to photograph my Mom's hands. Such love there.

Dixie Torrech said...

Thanks so much Leslie for sharing these sacred moments as you wait. Thanks for the beautiful pictures, especially the memory wall (with William Holden), your mom's favorite heart throb. We wait with you and hold you up in prayer. Never forget the you and your mom are loved with an everlasting love and underneath are the everlasting arms. Give her a hug for me and whisper in her ear that Dixie loves her and is grateful for her friendship and for all the times we have spent together through so many years. God be with you till we meet again.

Dori said...

Oh....I see the shawl. Thank you, Lesley. To see her cosied by the shawl, with her hand on the little dog.....Thank you...

Peace and love!

Bonnie said...

May the room fill with angels and the presence of the Lord.
May you be held by His love.
Praying for your mom ...and you ...and your family.

melissa said...

Having you on my heart all day, and feeling blessed as you share what's going on.

Holding my breath, as well.

Btw, you and your mom have such beautiful hands.