I had a moment (or two 🙂 ) of getting distracted at Mass tonight. I was kneeling, with my elbows resting on the pew ahead of ours, and I could smell the oil on my hands from being annointed earlier, and the scents from the beeswax from all the candles and the incense were all mixed in.
When Danny was in the Primary classroom in his Montessori school, his teacher highly valued sensorial experiences. When he arrived at school soaking wet from riding in his violetmobile in the rain, it was a sensorial experience. When he got filthy up to his eyebrows on the playground, it was a sensorial experience. When she lit candles on the cafeteria tables designated for their class every day, all year, it was a sensorial experience.
Text and photos are easy to share on a blog. Some really smart people have music on theirs, and my children can put videos on mine. But isn’t it unfortunate that the sensorial experiences we can share are limited to sight and hearing? When I write about spinning and fiber, I wish I could share the textures with you. And today, if you had been at Mass with me, I think all of your senses would have been engaged… mine were. Oh my gosh, the music was so beautiful… Danny was still and silent for well over an hour, it was that amazing.
Now that I think about it, isn’t the whole concept of a sacrament a way to make grace a sensorial experience?
And the sensorial experiences of my day – and the graces and blessings – haven’t been confined to church. I got flowers from a friend… with the best note attached ever. George and I made gingerbread, and somehow the big kids convinced me to let them eat it ALL right before dinner 🙂 I’ve gotten emails of love, caring, support and encouragement… prayers from all over the world. Plus Mass on a special feast day!
I have no doubt that at at least two of my children will grow up to be computer internet design engineer type people. Maybe they can figure out a way to share the scent of my flowers in my kitchen, and how the oil feels when you’re being annointed, surrounded closely by all your children and your sweet husband, and how warm fresh gingerbread tastes when it’s really cold outside.
Meanwhile, thank you. Today has been such a good day. Oh, one more thing, though. A favor. Does anybody have Lisa Tobin’s mailing address? Can you email it to me? I can’t find it tonight, and I think she needs the sensorial experience of a handwritten thank you note… hearing the “swish BANG” of the postman dropping the mail through the door… feeling the crunch of good paper when she opens the envelope… imagining the warmth and happiness of my smile as I sat through a full and beautiful Mass she arranged especially for my intentions. I wonder if I can find a big enough envelope to fit in the sensorial experience of cashmere rosary socks… she just might like those, too.
Oh! One MORE thing. Totally cool website:
Go to http://www.papermodelkiosk.com/shop/index.php and click on Free Downloads for the niftiest free printable Nativity 3D scenes ever. I am trying to keep this site a secret from my children – no more printer cartridges until I buy stock in HP 🙂 !