I have to confess

What I am confessing is about how my mind works! And a little more too.

When I think of the time I spent in Europe a couple of years ago in Greece, Germany, and Romania, it almost feels like something I made up. It was all true, and yet it was so marvelous, how could it have been true!

It was all beautiful. Have I ever been so well treated as I was for those glorious weeks? Once in a while, maybe, here and there, but not so all at once!

You’ve got to understand it was not that I was well-treated in Europe — it was that I was supremely well-treated. I am still pinching myself.

It couldn’t get better, but then, when I met Heaven Admin in Romania, it did get even better. I was carried off to a castle (literally) and to a fairytale land and to the court of King Arthur where I was met with undreamed of courtliness. See the blog entry How to Become a Princess, and you will know what I mean. Totally unimaginable chivalry. The best fiction writer in the world couldn’t have thought of all the wondrousness of those few days. It was almost too wonderful to bear.

Who knew such gentlemanliness could exist today? And that I, for Heaven’s sakes, would experience it. There is a God!

This had to do with the people who extended such incredible hospitality. It reflects on them. It was my good fortune, and yet the graciousness was theirs and I just happened to be there receiving it all with a big smile on my face.

So now another European trip is coming up, and Heaven Admin will meet me in London and see me off in London. This is out of King Arthur’s Court, isn’t it? Life can’t get better. I know it can’t.

But here’s where my traitorous errant mind comes in. “Gloria, ” my mind says, “you’re right. Life can’t get any better. But you’re certainly not thinking that it can stay as good, are you?  Have you considered that…”

Does your mind do that sort of thing too? But there is more.

I don’t want to be the one always receiving. I want to be a giver too. Only how?

There is a school of thought in the Talmud, or somewhere, that says that by our giving others opportunities to do do good deeds for us, we are doing good deeds for them.

According to this, I am utterly generous, and I do good deeds right and left. HAHAHA!

The only thing is — I know better. So, how on Earth do I begin to reciprocate?

Posted by Gloria on June 9th, 2009 under these topics
Travel, Godwriting Journal

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2 Replies

Reply from Pam (fortheloveofGodde) on June 9, 2009

Oh my dear, Gloria, you ARE utterly generous. You give us Heavenletters EVERY DAY. AND you let us respond. You share your life with us in blog entries that entertain us, make us think, smile, laugh, learn and sometimes cry. AND you let us respond. You have a forum that allows for wonderful exchanges among your readers.

You share your vision with us and bring us with you on your journey. You give such appreciation for all of us so readily and with such joy.

And finally, yes, receiving with grace and appreciation is most certainly a very great gift. To acknowledge and honor the giver of a gift, no matter how seemingly small, is to SEE the giver. We all like to be seen as having gifts worthy of being received.

It’s like when as a child, you picked a handful of dandelions to give to your mother and she puts them in a vase of water as if they were the most beautiful flowers in the world. What a joy it was to have your gift so well appreciated.

Heavenletters to me are that handful of dandelions from a child. The most beautiful flowers in the world.

Reply from One on June 14, 2009

Everything that Pam said! And…

…who is it that receives and who is it that gives?

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