Thoughts At The Grocery Store

 

Went grocery shopping with hubby the last couple of weeks. I did our shopping from 1985 to 2012. He took over in 2012 and has been doing it since.

Since my primary care doctor scolded me a couple of weeks ago I have been going with him, so I can explore healthy options.

Thanks to the Remicade I can do that now, although I’m still pretty pooped by the end, and almost laughably klutzy which we both get much comic relief from.

Today I walked around for the second week in a row, just bowled over by the ridiculous prices for so many items. Grocery prices are just off the charts.

Naturally the most inexpensive things are unhealthy junk. The healthy stuff is super expensive. This is a problem in our country. A big problem.

Healthcare and multi mega food companies are two areas that make some of the biggest profits in the United States. Anyone see a problem with that?

I found myself watching the employees at the store. How many of them can even afford to fill their cart? It’s a valid question.

I thought of the hoarding that people did at the beginning of the pandemic and realized how little we have evolved as a species.

Yesterday someone posted out here that she won’t hire anyone who had a gap in employment during the pandemic. Another posted that “of course everyone has options for transportation in this day and age.” I just can’t. Such mind blowing privilege.

So, yeah. Grocery shopping. I have a new appreciation for many things.

The total on our grocery bill literally frightened me today. But we have plenty of food. So far, our budget can handle it. How many cannot afford much? And how many stand in judgement and assume if someone is in trouble they must have earned it or deserve it somehow?

Grocery shopping must have been super strange during much of the pandemic. Rob never complained. But looking around the store today I thought how easily this house of cards we all live in could fall, if we don’t learn to unite in support of one another.

Do I think too much? Probably. But there’s a lot to think about these days.

Right Now

There is Magick 

Yes, with a K

It is in the sun beaming on my head 

In the tiny flying creature before my eyes 

In the pattern of clicking sounds 

From the thicket beside me

The small one answering me back as I click to him 

In the light on the water 

In the huge Heron flying overhead 

The scent of life in the wind

The falling leaves and acorn bombs

It is part of the ants and bees final preparations 

The birds who draw close 

Asking for a poem, just for them 

And always it is in the presence of the Ancient One, my Soul Friend 

Right now, this moment

Be glad of it, soak it in

You'll miss it later

If I were A Bird

If I were a bird

I would sit high up 

Perched in your strong branches 

We would talk all day

About the wind and the moon

And many other things 

Stories that most of the two legged ones have forgotten 

All is sacred 

I am so glad of you, so thankful 

My Old Friend 

Oh yes, it will be grand!

I will come back as a bird 

And we shall have such days!