Martin Luther King, a great leader of our time, inspired the best in people. He spoke as a father when he reminded us to believe in ourselves. Believe in yourself and believe that you’re somebody. Nobody else can do this for you. You must move down into the inner resources of your own soul and sign with a pen, holding the ink of humanity, your own emancipation proclamation.
I had a strange experience in the OR. Rubin, the nurse, had his back to me, futsing with something on a rolly table. Kirsten, the anesthesiologist, on my other side was also futsing with something. I was sitting up looking around the room which had lots of big equipment. I was squinting, without the support of my glasses, noticing how I felt like I was in a quiet, lonely, storage warehouse. The next moment I can’t see, I’m laying prone, I smell fresh air from outside and feel myself rolling, I believe down a hallway. “It’s all over.” someone said. “It’s over?” I asked, “Yes, it’s over”.
My immediate response was deep, gentle relief. I tried to open my eyes as the open window passed far too quickly but more importantly, I treasured that feeling of gentle relief close in my heart. I’ve referred to that feeling many times now. It’s like a soft exhalation which has no ending. It is salvation.
After my eyes opened, after the wave of nausea passed, after I enjoyed the taste of a couple dry, saltine crackers, I was handed a white plastic bucket, the kind you would expect to hold potato salad. The nurse said, “Here’s your hardware.” This was the moment of truth… just how bad was it? I pulled off the lid and I was triumphant! Ha Ha! Life has got to be better now! After walking on those blasted screws for 17 months, life has just got to be better! Now I have ten, one inch holes in my heel to fill up with soft, spongy bone. What a blessing it is to walk on the earth with forgiving, living bone. Bodies are amazing amazing constructs. They are built perfectly for making contact with and moving through the physical world. What a blessing to be in a metal free body!
We’re pleased to announce our Oak Stick Candles, requested by the Oakland Museum of California Shop, have been designed, made and delivered. A mold for six candles was made from a single oak branch. The Oakland Museum selected one pair to carry in their shop. After seeing Jeffrey’s six inch oak stick candles a pair of ten inch candles were requested so the shop would have beeswax candles available to patrons during the museum’s exhibit, “Bees: Tiny Insect, Large Impact”, which will be open from January 31 – September 20, 2015. The selected pair is available exclusively at the museum but the other two pair are available on Etsy. The museum will also carry some bee hive and bear candles. If you’re in the Bay Area please visit the Oakland Museum, enjoy their beautiful exhibit about Bees and look for Beeall Designs in their shop.
Nosey Posey Dawn was born today. She was just a zinnia until an over zealous leaf transformed into a nose plugged into an apple. We hope Nosey will be followed by many more “cloud people”. Michelle is painting and Jeffrey is brewing honey mead as we recover from our bicycle accidents with two broken hips and a broken foot.