Fall has officially started. I am making lists. I began color-coding the calendar again last night. I only have one teenager and one husband. And then of course there*s me. I figure when I have to add myself to the list right next to the parmesan cheese, perhaps it*s time to breathe and pray and, now that the weather is cooler, hold a hot cup of something in my hands.
This morning is to breathe in
Moments of Sabbath left over
From the weekend.
I started to make lists
Yesterday.
Whenever the list includes
Apologies for not remembering
Everyone*s new schedule at once
Or
Whenever I add things like granular
Parmesan cheese
As item number two…
I know it is time
To breathe in moments
Of Sabbath.
Sabbath is not
For the list.
Sabbath requires
No list at all.
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