Not all people think alike, nor do they see or do in the same way.  Hermits themselves lovingly march to a different drumbeat.  Among hermits there are differences in how they perceive and exist in degrees of temporal or mystical.

This morning The Joyful Hermit lovingly watched two geese walk the length of little Lake Immaculata.  So busy laughing, JH did not grab the camera in time to snap both of them when they were not camouflaged by the gardens.

But a point is: most geese would simply fly, or would waddle along the banks–not perform a slip-n-slide down the center of an icy pond, itself in process of melting.  The joy that Joyful lovingly embraced is the beauty of lovingly thinking, seeing and doing differently.

This blog, for example, is not how many people would lovingly do it.  The recipes are written in narrative, within the text.  Joyful’s point is more to teach how to think, see and do differently, rather than to be writing recipes.  [When JH has a unit of recipes available for purchase, they will be written in “usual” format.] But for now Joyful Hermit is lovingly sharing how to utilize what we have on hand, or to develop an idea into the practical and usable, such as food, yet as a process in learning to lovingly think, see and do differently.

Another example: This morning JH lovingly made probably the best rice pudding to date, and did so with remnants: rice milk, hardened brown sugar, softened, and old peach preserves begging release from fridge-prison.  Used up some almonds, experimented with  Tea Masala (spice mix), and prayed and pondered how lovingly marvelous is: UNIQUE.

Even though I forgot to add a couple tablespoons of lecithin granules (an experiment), I recalled a post on a separate blog that may lovingly explain two types of humanity: the floaters and the dockers.  Skim it if you have time.  Part of the problem in relating with thinking, seeing and doing differently is that lovingly thinking, seeing, and doing differently takes time initially but saves time after one gets the hang of it.

By the way, The Joyful Hermit wants to remind that time is ours only as a gift…and to always insert lovingly between ourselves and time for love is only, ever a gift from God.

http://orderofthepresentmoment.blogspot.com/2010/09/dockers-and-floaters.html