April 12

My husband and I have dinner plans out tonight, so Allison will list the bags at the usual time, but I won't be here...so no correspondence until later this evening. Have fun...and thanks in advance.
A white Easter...Hmmm. Another big storm today, and just when we were beginning to see some grass/mud. Hopefully it'll warm up soon and Spring will arrive. But it is discouraging.
Easter was low key, very nice. My husband had the brilliant idea of having an Easter brunch as opposed to a huge meal. So we had ham, quiche, asparagus and lots of fruit salad. My older son, his girlfriend and my mom joined the three of us. Taylor (older son) wanted to bake a pie with Becca to bring, and an hour later I got a call on my cell phone asking if one could bake a pie in a skillet. No pie plate in the apartment. So, why not? They made two, the skillet pie which was raspberry & peach...very good I hear, and the 'free form' blueberry that they shared with us. I must say, it was delicious.
The sweater is getting there, almost ready to shape the shoulders.
Better make this short, I'm running late.

Enjoy the four element amulets! And the discouraging view out my upstairs window.


Till next time,
Martha.


Imagine a woman
who believes it is right and good she is woman.
A woman who honors her experience and tells her stories.
Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life.

Imagine a woman
who believes she is good.
A woman who trusts and respects herself.
Who listens to her needs and desires and meets them with tenderness and grace.

Imagine a woman
who has acknowledged the past's influence on the present.
A woman who has walked through her past.
Who has healed into the present.

Imagine a woman
who authors her own life.
A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.
Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and to her wisest voice.

Imagine a woman
who names her own gods.
A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness.
Who designs her own spirituality and allows it to inform her daily life.

Imagine a woman
in love with her own body.
A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is.
Who celebrates her body and its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.

Imagine a woman
who honors the face of the Goddess in her changing face.
A woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom.
Who refuses to use her precious life energy disguising the changes in her body and life.

Imagine a woman
who values the women in her life.
A woman who sits in circles of women.
Who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets.

Imagine yourself as this woman.