Emm
rang.
Well. No. She didn't 'ring' exactly. These days one does the equivalent. Emm emailed.
Just a couple of days ago.
Before
proceeding you need to know that Emm is a planner. A wee tad obsessive perhaps, but no doubt
about her, she pays attention to detail.
Perfection takes its toll but certainly yields its rewards. Emm is the sort of person the 1980's
loved. I can just see her in her
power-dressing, door-damaging shoulder padded chenille nip-and-tuck-waist
dress, in Super Cerise shade with lemon trims.
(...Please Emm, tell me there is
no such item in your wardrobe!) That's
the thing you see. Possibility is there
that a dress of this kind has been stored in case fashion turns.
I love
this about Emm. You only have to mention
something - briefly - entirely in passing - and have not even really been aware you HAD
mentioned something; when in due course, that something appears. Or at least something relating to that
something.
She pays
attention you see. To detail.
Emm will
not mind me telling you (for we've discussed/argued/hugged and made up over
it), she likes to shop. Shopping has
been her forte, for sure. Nowadays, she
tells me, this has been well controlled and I have no reason to disbelieve.
It leaves
a legacy, though, a life-time passion for shopping. It means one knows what is on the market and
what 'mark' one is prepared to pay. It
results in adeptness of purchase when birthdays, weddings, festivals and
Vedanta courses take place. I have been
in receipt of no less than three boxes packed with more on the inside than the
outside might claim and all of it highly useful, entertaining - or consumable.
I admit
to having occasionally been frustrated with Emm for her tendency to keep giving
me stuff. I am of the less is more
mentality. Off-loading is my preference. Yes stuff accrues, but I don't attach to
it. Not enough to keep it stored for
eons anyway. Indeed, periodic clearances
are greatly enjoyed. This varies
according to the object - books tend to linger longest of course.
As I was
packing for my great spiritual adventure, Emm arrived. With a kettle.
Travel
light has always been my policy. On the
aeroplane only hand luggage was going.
Then one small box by post containing towels, homoeopathic pharmacy,
meditation assan. Things were
tight. Poor Emm. It took all her determination to get me to
accept that kettle into the manifest. A
small, travel kettle complete with two cups.
I have
had cause on more than one occasion to thank Emm for her persistence. It was the ideal addition to the limited
goods. It got used over and above it's
standard operating instructions for 15 months.
Being flat-bottomed like a pan, it not only cooked water, but pasta,
soups and revived chapattis. That it
lasted 15 months says much for the wee thing.
Here is an amazing thing though, on the very
night it ceased and was no more, another good friend from Holland
arrived. In her bottomless suitcase was
a full-sized kettle and without hesitation she offered it to me. By this time I had learned a lesson. Without hesitation, I accepted!
Ah, the
Lord and His mysterious ways.
Back to
Emm. When we were advised that there had
been a minor change in schedule here - extension of a month due to study
backlog - my immediate thought was to pass the alert to Emm. It was a given that she would already have
been searching for bargain flights, albeit 6 months away. As far as I know, she will be the only one of
the 'inner circle' who will be attending our completion ceremony. It's important to me that she doesn't miss
the fun and games.
Good
thing I did, for she had indeed been on the lookout. Anyway.
Emm has booked a bargain and will be here at the appointed time. I have my own copy of the document to prove
it! That's the kind of girl she is. Now the end is truly in sight. Something that was a bit abstract has
solidified. Not only am I grateful to a
wonderful friend that she will make this trip for me, but also that in doing so
at exactly this point in the course where other things have also 'coagulated'
(see Thursday's post), it has set a firm deadline.
Oh, and
there's another box on the way! Yaay. &~>
Wonder what happened to this blog. Was not able to get it on the ipad. Wonder why. Had to read it on the Vaio. What do you call it? Voo voo ow some such thing. For identity purposes will not say more. Will email with photos of play etc. Surprise awaits you in 6 months. Yah!!!
ReplyDeleteApprently they are having another course after yours. And NO I am not one of the participants. House holder life suits me well, with my dedicated seva to my Guru Dev.
Expect the unexpected tomorrow Hopefully. Sorry could not get on line today, just got back from the last day of talks.
Love and Light and LOTS of Hugs from the boys and me.
Hari Om
ReplyDeleteAsuras in that there cloud, Mah, nothing but asuras (imps, pixies and all round gremlins)!! Have had a few weird things happen with posts this week and Google did make a public apology about some stoppage during the week...
8^} YAMxx
Nothing to that effect in the wardrobe. I checked it twice just to be sure. Haha
ReplyDeleteHari OM
ReplyDelete......thrice for luck? LOL
YAM &->
xx