I take ten silver spoons
and polish them carefully
Each is different
Some are quirky
I place them on the bench so I can see
how many I have left daily
according to the theory.
(Although I make my own theories on how I use spoons)
I use one for art
Which delivers me two
I use one for exercise and health
Which delivers me more
I give away five or six
quick sticks
to the people in my life
who truly love me.
I take one for myself
and tap it against my forehead
gently asking
What is it YOU want today?
And then it is set aside,
because there is a veritable run on spoons
right through until late afternoon.
Evening light turns apricot delight
I sit on my front steps
with my one remaining spoon
And I see him drive in
The evening star shining
I make a wish
Take a deep breath
And give away my one remaining spoon for the day
Because I know he has none left
is probably down in the negatives
Tomorrow
I’ll try harder again
We are only given so much time and energy per day.
There are some things and people that deliver more when we spend on them, for me that is art and inspiration, attention to health, sleep and what I eat. Caring for the people I love and who love me in return delivers me a steady return for spoons back into my cutlery drawer.
Yet still I pull it open, and there is white space sometimes, perhaps a few crumbs and a bit of dust, but no spoons. I’m all out, and it seems to happen more often these days.
The spoon theory I have alluded to here, was first described by writer Christine Miserandino in her book of the same name, The Spoon Theory.
Thought for the day? Look after your energy!
And a picture of Bodhi – because if there is one thing dogs know how to do, it is to look after their energy, so they have more to give away.
Yes, always protect your energy and use it on those that deserve it.
Oh, Kate and Bodhi–you both delight me. I understand, my friend. My cutlery drawer runs empty WAY before I need it too, most days. Energy must be protected. I appreciate you so much, Kate. Love and hugs, dear friend. 💕💜💚
Hi Kayla, you especially should keep an eye on your cutlery drawer while on the mend. It’s why I don’t always attend to my blog as I should, but then, it gives me so much back, in the form of connections with people like you – I just need to work on being discerning with my spoons 😊💕
Yes, Kate, we are very similar that way. I wrote a post about being “spent” (a dollar a day~losing all my cents/sense in things that take my energy). I’d rather not use the word, “boundary”, but understand it. Instead I choose to use perimeters or “fringe”~marking my outer territory so things aren’t invading too close to make me frayed! It happens easily for me even more now. Like you, I enjoy what I receive here. It’s such a gift to the soul~I find my life outside of WP is more taxing and when I’m able to be here, I’m refueled. Admittedly, I’m throwing cutlery when I’m not able to have writing time and be here in my happy place! I’d like to stick a ton of other stuff in drawers! lol 😂 you’re such a delight, Kate. X💕
So sweet, you are a delight also Karla da light straight from the heart 😊
I love the parable of the spoons; yes, I’m all into conserving my energy, not frittering it away ; dogs know — AND Cats —
Cats are the best at it John!
hahah ; yes, I’ve written a lot of cat poems ; I’ve observed them closely —- might be time for another 🙂
The infinitely magical mathematics of the Silver Spoon! How wonderful! Thank you for this, Kate. And Bodhi! Oh my! What a soul. I could write volumes (okay, maybe have written) on what my late cat taught me about life. They are wise, and we have much to learn.
I always think my dogs have been brought to my side to teach me (is that egocentric? Aren’t we all a bit egocentric? Hmm) anyway I do think that, and when they go it breaks my heart, I haven’t just lost my friend but also my guru.
I believe we choose each other. So I don’t think it’s any more egocentric of you to believe the dog is the instrument of the Universe to be your guru than it is for the dog to feel that you are the person for him, the one who needs his love and wisdom. 🙂
Oh same page Camilla, we are reading from the same page 💕
Whimsical poem.
Hi Jeff, yes many of my poems are whimsical, I agree. Hope you are well.