may not be the way some describe their lives.
We all at times, face challenging and uncertainty , at one time or another...........
these days, even more so.
But I try to focus on the "plenty" I am blessed with..............it helps to place hope in my heart, to face those uncertain days in the future.
I love to see an images of cornucopias, especially during this time of harvest and approaching Thanksgiving...............
The word cornucopia (in Latin also cornu copiae) or horn of plenty is a symbol of abundance and nourishment, commonly a large horn-shaped container overflowing with produce, flowers, nuts.
Classical mythology offers multiple explanations of the origin of the cornucopia. One of the best-known involves the birth and nurturing of the infant Zeus, who had to be hidden from his devouring father Cronus. In a cave on Mount Ida on the island of Crete, baby Zeus was cared for and protected by a number of divine attendants, including the goat Amalthea ("Nourishing Goddess"), who fed him with her milk. The suckling future king of the gods had unusual abilities and strength, and in playing with his nursemaid accidentally broke off one of her horns, which then had the divine power to provide unending nourishment, as the foster mother had to the god.
I, however, tie it to the blessings and "plenty" I have in my own life..............although those things might be some of the most simple things to be thankful for.
Going through some of my things waiting to be embroidered, I found a set of autumn and Thanksgiving linens...........given to me years ago from a dear friend.
One of those pieces was a hand towel with a stamped cornucopia design on it.
As I spent the weekend stitching on it, I thought about my own personal "horn of plenty" so overflowing with wonderful things:
things like, memories of falling in love, getting married, raising my sweet little family.
And now years later, still with the one I love, and my little family...........grown and doing well.
Simple things like waking up to see the sunrise on a foggy quiet morning.........
the sound of a coyote calling in the late afternoon..............
wildflowers blooming across the prairie..........
Being surrounded with the gift of friends old and new.........
Baking, creating, gardening, and doing all of the things I love to do............
and still living a quiet and simple life.............
for this I fell my horn of plenty runneth over..................
Before I knew, my stitching was done..............and my memories were still lingering.
How about you?
What does your cornucopia spill over with?
I would love to hear!