tomorrow

October 1st is the Feast day of St. Therese of Lisieux - the little flower..... many years ago, when I decided that Catholicism was the way for me to go, I was told that I needed to choose a Saint's name that I could use for my confirmation name - Therese was one of the most Catholic names that I could think of, so I chose St. Therese, not really knowing alot about her.... I read a few stories about her.. still not really grasping what she was about. And I still don't.... however, she became familiar to me, through the many statues and pictures that seemed to come my way over the years. I never looked for them, but they popped up into my life at the oddest places and times.. so I bought them. Until one day it seemed like I had an obsession with the Saint and I truly had to stop buying more... Sometimes when I would walk in the bush, I would smell roses .. and i immediately thought of her and realized that she was with me, for whatever reason. To give me comfort, support or maybe to let me know that I was never alone....
then I was diagnosed with cancer and I turned to her and begged her to help me.... not really believing that she could, but I was desperate. When I had to go to hospital for part of my treatment, I was allowed to decorate the room for the duration of my stay and I took a large picture of my Saint and hung it on the wall at the foot of my bed and I looked into her eyes as the treatment was given. Gaining strength from her loving eyes... When her relics visited Australia, I lined up for hours just to touch the casket and when i did, it was like I was frozen to the spot. I knew the line should keep moving, but I just could not move. It was like an electrical current was going up through my hands and through my body and it was as if I was in a trance. THAT is the moment that i knew I was healed........

nowadays, I don't follow the Catholic religion, although I still love the traditions... but St Therese is still in my life. I have statues of her on my altars and I light candles in front of her when I meditate.... when I look at her now, I am reminded of my connection to the Divine. I realize that she is with me to help me on my path, wherever it may lead. I feel absolute pure love coming to me from her.

my garden here at Inglewood is absolutely divine at the moment. The ancient apple tree is in full bloom once again, promising yet another bountiful harvest. My potatoes are up, so now is the time to plant the next batch which I hope to do today.

Tomorrow, I am going away for 5 days on the back of the Harley no less! We are riding up the north coast to attend a rally. The best part of the time away will be our ride to Nimbin and Mullumbimby - Hippy Heaven. I cannot wait!!! so dear blogging friends - have a wonderful feast day tomorrow.. will see you when i come home xo