We had a wintery weekend, but ‘April so sweet, often gives us a white hat treat’, which is a direct translation from a Dutch saying my Mother taught me. And then there is: ‘April does as it will’, with the emphasis on pril in April.
However, the weather was no obstacle to my activities. On Saturday I picked up John and Annie - who can now travel without the car seat - and we went to spend my stolen gift card at the ‘BulkBarn’. It has several thousand items for sale, from soap, spices and pastes, to cookies, candies and tea, all in bulk form.
So, it was tough choosing for me and Annie, but John appeared to be more sure of his choices. I bought ‘English’ liquorice, liquorice laces and dates. The five dollars each were easily spent and I may come back an other time for tea, peanut butter and cane sugar.
On Sunday I attended Herman’s lecture where we had an audience of five all told. This on account of the weather Herman figured. His talk was a good one on the gospel of Thomas, one of his favourites.
Herman also recalled meeting late Mayor Klein who had asked him to lead the Council opening meeting in prayer, which turned into a meditation on Klein’s suggestion. He introduced Herman with: ‘Here is a minister who does not pray’! Klein was known for his ‘on the mark’ quotes, and this is an example, this in addition to his most famous ‘Bums and creeps from the East’, back in around 1982 or so. May Klein rest in peace, as he was remembered last Friday here in Calgary.
Sunday evening I attended the installation of ‘JK’, a friend of Thomas and colleague of Gabriella in a denominational Ministry under the New Thought umbrella. The event was well attended and inspiring to me. I had come out of a sense of obligation and curiosity, but left enriched by the ceremony, the general ambience and interesting conversations with Ken Gordon, who conducted the installation and later with Teresa, who uses the web in her ministry.
After some bites and a coffee and some casual encounters I went home with a little detour giving Rene a ride who had come with JK. On the way home from Rene - Inglewood - I got stuck waiting for a long and long freight train, that went slower and slower. So, I pulled out of the line up and took Spiller road, then the 12th Ave SE Elbow Bridge and through the Stampede grounds, home. I had not done this in years, hence the detail.
As a result of all these activities, my regular Sunday Mandala colouring was passed over for a second time in a row. Therefore be it resolved that next weekend this neglected activity will be front and center, even with some newly replaced felt pens maybe - yellow, ochre and … ?