#UULent day 33: generosity. I felt a generosity of spirit at UUCL today (Sunday). We made room for each others sorrows and shared our joy. This sort of generosity, a dynamic reciprocity of sharing and caring for spirit, has healing powers. From there, we grow. How will you tend to this growth?

My Very Own by Leona Alma Hayes Chunn (sister of UUCL founding member Bertha Hayes Steitz)

They are waiting for me there in a weedy border,

Heliotrope, alyssum, shy mignonette,

And the little spice-sweet pinks.

I see them perplexed; I know they wonder,

‘Where is the one who faithfully came to weed?’

They have never heard of tropic isles

And cannot know that of late I have given my heart away to bolder bloom,

To flamboyant, bright hibiscus and heady frangipani

And to haunting citrus flowers.

Yet they are waiting for me in a weedy border

Serene and patient and lovely,

My very own from flower to seed to flower,

And they will mend in kind my weedy spirit

On the golden day I come again to weed the border.

(“generously” sharing my vintage leprechaun pictures with you because… who can’t get enough leprechauns?)