Gratitude Day 2 – Sisterhood

Last year’s gratitude series began with a reflection on an evening spent with some good friends.  Last night, I was in their company again.  It wasn’t a quiet evening at home, but a busy night at work.

Serena was in the kitchen making her delectable creations for patrons. Sonia was running the floor and making sure everyone was taken care. And I was reading tarot in a corner for a little while. It wasn’t the relaxing evening we enjoyed a year ago, but it was still just what we needed.

Working, being busy, and just moving about can be its own form of meditation.  Spending time in the moment and just the moment brings its own kind of peace.  Its own kind of magic.

I remain grateful for each time we gather; whether blood sisters or sisters found along life’s journey. We heal each; gather strength to be the women we want and need to be.  Thank you, my sisters, I love you, all.

Day One of Gratitude: Sisterhood

It’s Friday night with the girls.. our heels are off, if we even had them on in the first place.  Sonja is dressed to clean. I love her country cow sweatshirt and crochet bandana, no matter what she wears she is always herself and always beautiful.  Everyone else is in their comfy clothes.

No men, well, except for the cat, but Nigel is more concerned with his arch-nemesis, Lucky.

The martini glasses are in the cabinet and no one is drinking.  We are not Sex in the City types. Girls night is just what each of us need. I am writing on the laptop, Sonja is cleaning and organizing her shoebox size house and Serena, on a rare night out, is just relaxing. The conversation at the moment is about the Netflix selection: Paranormal State.  Laughter, sharing and the simple act of being with friends is all we need; it is sacred time.

We aren’t catty girls, we are just friends.  We talk, we drink tea and we share.

The evening is broken up early, Sonja needs to go into work. But the magic has been worked, the ragged edges of our spirits have been mended.

I am grateful for each time we gather; whether blood sisters or sisters found along life’s journey. We heal each; gather strength to be the women we want and need to be.  Thank you, my sisters, I love you, all.