Hands On

I wrote a post a few weeks ago titled Hands-free. It was about the accidents that happened to both my hands and how I was dealing with life when so many things were hard to do. Since then I have noticed that one of the most popular posts on my blog is that one. Since I can’t imagine that hundreds of people are really so concerned about my hands, I wondered what it was about.
Aha!
Of course all those people were searching for hands-free mobile phones and were being directed to me!
I don’t suppose many stayed more than the nano second required to take in the content of my blog.

At the time of the accidents I found some very interesting blogs which helped me to accept what had happened and reminded me to take care of myself, to slow down, to listen to my own rhythms, meditate, and to tune in to the messages that life sends. Messages which need translating before they can be understood.
One of these blogs is LifeUnity which is doing a project to help develop mindfulness. Each week she suggests a different practice of tuning in.  Just after I dislocated my little finger the practice was to be mindful of our hands. It made a huge difference to me to make this a meditation practice as I actually had no choice but to be mindful of my hands – if I did something without thinking it would hurt!
Now it is 7 weeks later. Both hands while not fully recovered, are much better and yesterday I did a massage noticing that my little finger is now able to fully participate without any pain.
And this week yet again LifeUnity is alongside me. The practice is Loving Hands, Loving Touch.

I am  enjoying feeling my hands exploring the world again with confidence but now also with mindfulness. When they were vulnerable and painful I was forever banging them and catching them on things like the door handle, or my coat pocket, or the edge of the table. One finger, just a few milimetres out of its normal place and it became accident prone.  I would be careful for 59 minutes out of every hour and then slip into automatic pilot and BAM – another jolt of pain. It was an interesting wake up call.

So now I am able to wash my face again but now with awareness of the sensation. I can massage my hair with shampoo and be aware of how good this feels. Or massage someone’s feet or back and feel the skill and love and experience in my hands.  I can run my fingers through Bonnie’s thick golden coat and really feel the sensation of warmth and softness. I can turn the steering wheel in the car and feel the strength in my hands and the flexibility of the fingers and the connection between my touch and the car’s response.

I realise how in the past I rushed so many movements and missed all these sensations and pleasures.
My hands are tingling now as I think about them and at last I can feel glad that I had this experience.

I searched the internet for information after my accidents so want to add here that if you dislocate your finger it is normal for it to be swollen and painful for at least 7 weeks. Don’t worry – it will slowly get better!   And perhaps you will learn some interesting things in those weeks.

A weather change

It’s been hot and sunny for months. I can’t remember the last time it rained. Of course it’s lovely but also strangely disturbing. Everyone says it is unusual for this time of year. The Panta de Sau is a huge water reservoir which was created in 1962 by flooding an abandoned village. Apparently at the moment you can see the church and houses as the water is so low.

Now they say the weather will change. Rain is expected. They have been saying this for days and I have started to look out anxiously for clouds.  I start each day hoping for a grey sky.  I am sniffing the air for rain. It’s not like Cornwall where you feel the rain in the air and soon after it comes – and sometimes doesn’t go away for weeks. 
Here, we wait.  ‘Tomorrow it will come’, but tomorrow comes and goes and still it is dry. Yesterday there were a few drops. today the wind changed to the East and it was very cold. I saw someone chatting on the street with an umbrella up.  Gusts of wind on the terrace send the plastic pots scurrying across the tiles.

Now they say again that ‘tomorrow it will rain and there will be thunder and lightning’
Inconvenient as I had arranged to meet Oreneta for a lovely mountain dog walk.

But I want the rain to come and water the plants and trees, to clean the streets and especially the pavement outside where Blue pees every day, and to fill up the Pantana de Sau so it is full of water we need for the summer.

Pure Pleasure

Dear people

I love this blog by a lovely woman in the USA – her photos of her life are stunning and my favourites are the incredible birds she encounters in her garden……and her border collie George who is the star of the site. 
The blog is called Chronicles of a Country Girl  and she adds ‘welcome to my world – try not to get too excited!’ 
I like her humour.

She is doing a giveaway of some of her prints – all you need to do is submit a comment on her site and you will be added to the draw.

Now I know that all of you – or almost all  – who arrive here on The Catalan Way are totally resistant to writing comments but…..perhaps you’ll change you mind if you go and see this other Kate’s offerings!

Go and take a look – she brightens my day with her view on life.

love Kate

PS By the way I’ve baggsed the Dancing Titmouse!

Amazon ES

I’ve just found there is an Amazon espanya!  It started  mid September 2011 and as I was in the UK I somehow missed hearing about it.   I know it’s better to use the bookshops and of course I will get my Sant Jordi book from one of the local shops but books here are incredibly expensive – not unusual to pay 20 euros for a basic paperback.
But it’s exciting news! I ordered a book called Tiny Buddha by Lori Deschene. It offers ‘simple wisdom for life’s hard questions’ and I’m hoping it will be part of my new path forward to inner peace.

Postscript
Now after doing some research I find that there is actually a law in Spain that doesn’t allow price competition on books. I wonder how many people here realise why they are paying way over the odds for books?  And I wonder how amazon es will deal with this?

“Among other reasons because the fixed price law in the book prevents very low pricing strategies (the maximum discount allowed is 5% in both physical book in digital format).”  El Pais

Hands Free

Thank you kind people who have asked about my hand after the accident on Sunday.
Actually it is recovering very well. There is still a wound on the joint and the finger is swollen but it’s all working properly and is generally almost back to normal (I thank homoeopathy and reiki for this fast recovery)
An old hand, a wrinkled hand, a practical square hand, a left hand, a useful hand once again

Which is just as well as this morning I dislocated the middle joint of the little finger in my right hand

I was walking Bonnie and Duna and taking special care of the recuperating left hand so that when Duna pulled suddenly on the right, the lead caught my little finger and CRACK!  Again some instinct took over and I held the finger tightly and heard another crack as it slipped back into place.

 But it hurt and I had to hurry home with two confused dogs under strict control as I couldn’t risk them pulling again.
Here it is now – very swollen, black and blue and agonising if I catch it by mistake on a coat. It doesn’t look that bad does it?  It feels weird though – more than the pain – it is a hand slightly separate from me

 It wants lots of sympathy so I have now tied it to the next door neighbour for protection and laid it on a cushion to be photographed

Quite hard taking photos with only the three remaining fingers of the left hand and they are surprised to have so much asked of them so soon after being squashed in the van door. Tying the bandage was easy with two fingers and my teeth.
What is going on?  What next?  Is it a coincidence that I visited the mystery candle shop last week and bought a candle to help answer the question
‘what is the work I need to do here?’
More about this to follow soon….

“When the spirit does not work with the hand there is no art”   Leonardo da Vinci