Something’s got to give

Beloved Blogreaders, all the mistakes I’ve been making lately. Well, I made another one last night.

My friend Kathy is one marvelous cook, and she makes a potatoe-leek cream soup that is out of this world. It is really a simple recipe of a few good ingredients.

Today is Heaven Admin’s birthday, and last night I was doing the preliminaries for this wonderful soup. Before I tell you more about the soup, let me tell you what Heaven Admin is doing today and why making this soup was so important to me.

There is something called the Polar Plunge going on this Saturday morning. It is a benefit for the animals at Noah’s Ark. You may remember Noah’s Ark Animal Shelter is where Xena (now Tikva) came from.

I don’t know what the temperature is around here today, but a few days ago it was -24 Fahrenheit with wind chill. The actual temperature was -9.  Yesterday was fairly mild at +20 to +28.  Certainly below freezing but lovely in comparison to the days before.

I checked the current weather on my computer, and it said +14 F with snow showers.

The Polar Plunge that Heaven Admin is doing consists of leaping into the waters of the Reservoir. In order to be allowed to jump into the oh so cold water, you have to get donations. You pay for the privilege! And many good souls do this, God bless them.

And what would Heaven Admin do on his birthday but serve?

Isn’t a good hot creamy soup the best thing for Heaven Admin to have when he gets back from the chilly waters?

So last night I wanted to do the preliminaries for the soup so that when I’d get back from the Reservoir, all I would have to do is to add the final ingredients to the soup and heat it up on simmer. The final ingredients, by the way, are three cups of whole milk and 1 cup of cream! Now you have an idea of how delicious this soup has to be.

For once I was really going to do this right! I made three cups of soup stock. That means, according to Kathy’s directions,  to cut up and boil carrots and a sweet potato to make a sweet broth. What fun that was! Of course, it took quite a bit of time.

While the soup stock was cooking, I cut up fine the white part of three leeks and sauteed them lightly in 3 TBS of butter.  You can imagine the aroma wafting around my kitchen!

I also peeled and cut up three big Russet potatoes. When the stock was done, I strained the soup stock vegetables. First thing was that I was short a cup of broth. So I added a little more than one cup of water to the strained broth and plunked in more carrots and sweet potato. I thought it was a good idea to reboil the already-made soup stock. Hurray. Success.

I was adding the cut-up potatoes to the now three cups of boiling soup stock when the telephone rang. I’m not sure how long I was on the phone. When I returned to the kitchen, the whole pot was burned. Not a drop of the soup stock remained, and all the potato was burned black beyond recognition and stuck to the pot, a glass pot by the way. My dreams were dashed.

It took me a half hour to clean the pot. I had to dig out the crud with a spoon and scrub and scrub with baking soda. I did have more carrots and sweet potato to make a new soup stock, but only one white potato hadn’t yet gone into the broth. So today it will be back to the store for more Russet potatoes.  I went to bed about 1 a.m.

I don’t have much of a sense of humor about this one. It made me face, however, that I have been overextending myself. Of course, anyone could make the same silly errors, but I have been making way too many of them. They are piling up.

I make no excuses. Nevertheless, I am generally at the computer all day and often all evening.  I have been doing simply more than I can do, and like the soup stock,  I’ve been cooking on the top burner too long.  I have to slow down.

It is very difficult for me to let go of anything.  Except for routine details and keeping track of things, I love everything I’m doing. I can’t cut down on Heavenletters.

With regret, the only thing I can think of to cut down on is this blog. I love this blog. You know I do. I am attached to it.

In addition to loving writing every word and reading every word of your comments and loving you,  the blog also ensures that everyone who reads it knows that a Godwriter™ is a 100% human being, no more, no less than anyone else. When God says that anyone can Godwrite, He means anyone!

At the same time,  I’m attached to this blog, very attached, and that means ego.  And that means I’ve got to let go. I may have to try with all my might, yet I’m going to try to keep blog entries down to twice a week.  That will give me five days with one less thing on my mind. and one less activity on the computer. I’m not even going to pressure myself into saying which two days.

Guest entries are invited. Maybe you would write some, will you? Email your blog entries, and I’ll get them up. I know you have stories to tell and love and wisdom to offer. How about it?

With love and blessings,

Gloria

Posted by Gloria on February 13th, 2010 under these topics
Food, Personal Development, computers, Godwriting Journal

Post Discussion

5 Replies

Reply from Charles Fines on February 14, 2010

Yes, by all means, a vacation, or at least a good break. For as long as needed, go with the flow. Heaven Letters at the top of the list of priorities and everything else peripheral, expendable, and subject to a sign saying “Gone Fishing”. Even the workshop if it came right down to it. Being stressed out isn’t going to help anyone.

Reply from Chuck Gebhardt on February 14, 2010

I agree wholeheartedly with Charles! We enjoy your blog and it adds to the value and impact of Heavenletters, but is is just a very nice addition and not essential. Heavenletters, to my way of thinking, is essential. Like Charles, I conclude that you should back off as far as you need to get back into a comfort zone. Your destroyed soup is a sign that you are out of that zone, I think we would all agree.

There are so many readers on this blog and on these forums with fantastic insights! They could easily keep this blog zinging with wonderful contributions! Come on guys, not only will this help Gloria, it will be a great opportunity for our own growth as writers and communicators.

Reply from Gloria on February 14, 2010

Beloved Charles and Chuck! Thank you for your understanding.

Charles, Heavenletters and Godwriting workshops have equal billing! Definitely both are God-given.

Chuck, and, yes, that would be wonderful to have blog entries from blogreaders.

One thing I’m going to do with more time is work on the two books, Come Play with Me, which is how to Godwrite and The Little Things which is about my life which shows quite well that Godwriting takes no special ability.

As with the story of My Cousin Francis, I may give you a run-through on parts of these books and welcome your honest feedback. Such things as: Does this hold your interest? What is the meaning of this section — how would you sum it up? Do you think this section is necessary to include? Where is it strong? Where does it need more attention?

Loving you,

Gloria

Reply from Chuck Gebhardt on February 15, 2010

Dear, dear, Gloria, I am going to take you up on your request for feedback about your stories of Francis. As others have said before, you have a wonderful writing style. Your stories are clear and compelling; you transport your reader to the situations you describe. Your characters come alive for us. What you write is fun and engaging to read. The tales of Frances are no different. But you ask more than this, you ask, specifically, where is this story strong and where does it need more work?

The description of how you responded to the request from Francis, when he asked for the picture of his mother, had a powerful effect on me. When I read your response that you would “think about it,” I felt almost literal pain in my chest. I felt like crying, but I suppressed it with the thought that it would be awfully hard to explain to my family why I was crying about someone whom I never met and who has long passed on.

I am telling you this since it is important in explaining how the various stories about Francis are still hanging somewhere out there, without any real resolution which feels, in my heart, to be a very important matter. To put out a tender series of private incidents like this seems to me to leave you quite vulnerable, Gloria. Now I will jump in, too, and put my heart out there on my sleeve with yours. When I envision these events, particularly when I see Francis being rejected in his request, certain images come before me that seem to be telling me about unfinished business between you and Francis. I see a sort of dark spot in your mind that is at a very deep level, and it is sending something that looks like tentacles up to the surface of your mind. This feels to me like an energy block of some sort that is still having an impact on you. Please make no assumption that this is something physical, I know it to be a symbol of what is happening in the mind.

Here is where it gets even more “out there.” I also see a dark spot in Francis’s mind that is not as deep as yours and not as dark. It is a mirror image of yours, but not as intense. This spot also sends little vine-like things to the surface of his mind, but they seem like they are being removed and almost gone.

I know this sounds a bit crazy, and some may be thinking that “Chuck has lost it here,” but I am telling all this because it feels important, especially for you, Gloria. This situation about Francis is having an important impact on your life and needs some specifically tailored work to resolve. My suggestion (I am sticking my neck out even further here) is for you to ask God about this in your personal Godwriting.

If you don’t want to do this, the same intuitive space from which these images come is providing me with an alternative strategy to relay to you. I get the suggestion that you seek Francis out in your meditation. When you do this, you may hear or see or feel him nearby, but even if you don’t after a few moments, tell him you are sorry for not having hugged him and not having told him you would love to give him his mother’s picture when he first asked you for it.

This is not all, though. The most essential part is for you to go back to the scene in question in your imagination and change it. See Francis in front of you. See the location and smell the smells, if you can, and hear the intonations of voice. Re-do the event, tell him in this scene what you heart tells now that you would have liked to have said back then. Let it all flow the way it wants to, it will be healing.

I have a pretty wild imagination. It can often be good, but it also can be a problem for me at times. Sometimes it takes off and flies with ego propelling it. My wife is fond of saying I can be “damn dramatic.” I have been known to be mistaken in my recommendations like this, but most often I am not. Whatever you do, Gloria, please let me know what happens here. Don’t worry about embarrassing me by what you have to say, it won’t be a big deal.

However this goes, I think it is very important to continue to put important issues in our lives out there in these blogs and forums. The Heaven Sutras demonstrated this superbly. We should carry on the Heaven Sutras tradition of asking our heartfelt questions of God, receiving His answers and putting this all out for readers to profit from in their spiritual growth. There is powerful healing in these stories and even more so in God’s answers and suggestions.

Keep up the fantastic work you do, love ya……Chuck

Reply from Gloria on February 15, 2010

Beloved Chuck, in response to your fabulous comment, I made a whole blog entry. It will be up in the next few days.

Love ya, Gloria

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