End of Week Observations and Musings

1. Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom is? (This is from a group of such things sent by my SIL, Bonnie).

2. I haven't had a regular daily Monday through Friday job in nearly six years, and weekend work is not uncommon for me, Mavis -- yet I still feel that certain "sweetness" waking up on Fridays in preparation for the weekend.

3. Two nights ago I had a weird dream where a religious fanatic pulled a knife on me when I questioned her doctrine. Thursday night I had a strange brief glimpse dream of cutting off my left hand cleanly at the wrist with the wet saw (which I was scheduled to use all day Friday).

4. I chose to interpret the #3 events as warnings to be careful so I did carry on with the Schavis tile-setting project. I am happy to have both hands intact today.

5. I have an every-growing supply of small rocks that I pick up whenever one calls out to me. Nearly every day, I hover over my collection until I'm drawn to one (sometimes two) that I put into my pocket with a brief prayer. In a trying situation, I can take hold of the rock (which will then be very warm from sitting next to my leg) and feel/sense/know the support and guidance of Mother Earth.