People I’ve Met on Our Trip to Australia

I’ve met some really lovely people on our trip.

I always hope I’ll be seated by great people on my airplane trips – and I was especially hoping for that on our 13-hour flight to Auckland – and I hit the jackpot with my seat mate! I sat next to a wonderful young man, originally from Punjab, India, but relocated for the last five years to Auckland for work. He helped show me how to play the Solitaire game on the screen in front of my seat; pushed some buttons to see how the “food and drink” tab worked and ended up with cookies and a mocha which he handed off to me; and he used the map on the screen to show me where he grew up in India, and where he lives now in Auckland. He had a great sense of humor and we spent a lot of time laughing together. He helped the flight go faster for me.

Yesterday we went to a Farmers Market near Sydney and – as always at Farmers Markets – we met dogs with wagging tails, and people with smiles on their faces, and the air was filled with laughter and joy and the smell of good things to eat. I bought cookies from two wonderful women at the Gumnut stand who chatted with us about our travels and gave us a little bag of free cookies as a welcome to Australia. We met Maisie, a sweet black Labrador who licked my hand and smiled a doggy smile up at me, and her human, Anna, and her mates – who all laughed with me when I introduced myself as “Karen” and said, “But what are you going to do?”

When we boarded the train after the Farmers Market – and I was looking at a map on the train’s wall and trying to figure out when our next stop was – a very cool chap named Andrew with long dyed hair, shades, and fingernails painted black, came up to the map and showed me where the route would take us. As it turns out, I couldn’t have come upon a better person to help me with this – he actually works for the trains as a guard and was on his way to work on one of the trains when he appeared. Andrew also works as a photographer for musical events – and he and my husband, Scott, got into conversation about lenses and cameras and their experiences as professional photographers.

When we got into Sydney we walked over to the Opera House (of course!) and met all kinds of wonderful people there, too. There were the people who moved over for me so I could take pictures of the seal sunbathing below us. The seal did not appear to be moving and I asked, “Is he alive? He looks so chill.” The people who’d moved over for me smiled and reassured me that the seal was alive and he was just doing what we all should be doing -enjoying the moment. A couple of young men from India asked me if I could take their picture – which I did – and then, later, they reciprocated by taking a picture of me with my family in front of the Opera House – and did an excellent job for me.

Next to the Opera House is a botanic garden. On the way to the garden we saw a bride and groom having their pre-wedding photos taken. On the way back from the garden we came upon the bride and groom again. They looked so radiant and joyful that I felt the urge to capture their joy and share it – so I asked them if I might take their picture. They were happy to smile for my camera. I told the bride that her bouquet was beautiful and she looked at her groom proudly and said that they had made the bouquet together.

After our explorations around the Opera House we went to Karen’s Diner for dinner. My daughter-in-law, Christina, had heard about Karen’s Diner from a friend and had learned that people named “Karen” could be given a free drink there. The theme at Karen’s Diner is that the food is great, and the service is deliberately rude – but rude in a funny way. I loved the whole experience – our servers were great! – and I got a free milk shake out of the deal.

On the train back from Sydney I sat next to a lively, fun family with three youngsters aged five, four, and two. The father was originally from Jamaica, and the mother had lived back and forth between Italy and Australia during her growing-up years – between them they were citizens of three countries! The littlest girl played peek-a-boo with me, and soon Christina and my son, Andrew, who are due to become parents any minute, were chatting with the parents about the joys and challenges of child-rearing. There was a lot of laughter in that conversation.

I am loving Australia and the people who live here.

Magic Near the Atlantic

Flash of red
cardinal in the trees
Flutter of orange
butterfly over the beach
Flash of silver
bluefish over waves
Flicker of bright
fireflies in the night
Flash of lightning
from a thunderstorm
Flex of arching color
in a rainbow over the sea

– Karen Molenaar Terrell

Ode to the Dads

podcast link: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/karen-molenaar-terrell/episodes/Ode-to-the-Dads-e2folnv

I got an ad in my email with a suggestion for a gift for Dad for Father’s Day. It gave me a little jolt. Dad has been gone for more than three years now. I always bought him a shirt for Father’s Day – usually with blue in it to match his Dutch-blue eyes. And it always tickled me when he actually wore those shirts.

I miss him.

Dad and my husband, Scott, are wonderful examples of fatherhood. Here’s a poem for them:

Protecting and guiding
nurturing, gently widening
our world and helping hone
our skills so if we’re alone
we can survive on our own

Sharing joy and adventure
never there to censure
helping us become who we already are
-Karen Molenaar Terrell




First Review for *Looking Forward*!

Looking Forward: More Adventures of the Madcap Christian Scientist has its first review on Goodreads! I’m sitting here, all teary-eyed and grateful for the kindness in this review.

Maryjmetz writes:

“Karen Molenaar Terrell’s latest, Looking Forward, is another pretty darned inspiring and comforting book. It covers the period between 2014 and 2023 so, as she herself notes, an eventful period in every way: the death of both her parents, a world-wide pandemic, a certain President and his followers. The individual pieces were written as events happened so Karen doesn’t necessarily know how things are going to turn out any more than the reader does, but she generally manages to convey her expectation that things will be okay. More to the point, she acts in such a way as to somehow make things turn out okay. Without being preachy in any way, she shares her belief – no, models her belief—that Love is in ultimate control, while her own day-to-day actions make the world better: buying shoes for someone in need, teaching at an alternative high school, treating the other candidates with respect when running for her local school board, or just appreciating the beauty that exists everywhere.

“What I love about Karen’s writing is how genuine and truthful she always is; she isn’t some starry-eyed innocent who believes everything she is told nor is she ever full of herself for being so clever (but when you read about all the stuff she teaches at that alternative high school you recognize there’s not much she doesn’t know or can’t do). She acknowledges her own doubts and her own failings, but seemingly never lets that stop her from doing what she thinks is right. Her positive outlook, a result in part of her Christian Scientist beliefs, never feels forced and so she somehow manages to make me feel more positive and hopeful when I read her, though I don’t share her faith and, in general, tend towards pessimism.

“I wish I. could do the spirit of the book justice with this write-up, but I’m not the writer that Karen is.”

Irrepressible Power of Love

I’m feeling it tonight
the irrepressible power of Love, Truth, Life
unfolding in marvelous glory
in front of me
-Karen Molenaar Terrell

“Spirit, God, gathers unformed thoughts into their proper channels, and unfolds these thoughts, even as He opens the petals of a holy purpose in order that the purpose may appear.:
-Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health


(The image below is from NASA, taken by the James Webb Space Telescope.)

Love Is Always Here

Fretting and frittering my day away
trying to keep my little ego fed and coddled
worrying about stuff that doesn’t matter
one jot in the grand scheme of things
searching for happiness in all the wrong places
and my thoughts suddenly stop
spinning and settle softly
I hear Love’s voice:
“My precious child. You are loved
without end.”
I don’t need to wait for Love
I don’t need to work for Love
I don’t need to earn Love
Love is always here, always mine
Forever and ever
Amen.
-Karen Molenaar Terrell

podcast link: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/karen-molenaar-terrell/episodes/Love-Is-Always-Here-e2folvh

June Perfume

locust trees and lupines
and pungent pine pollen and wild
roses growing along the river
and green grass just-cropped
send their sweet scent
wafting on gentle winds
past my nose
-Karen Molenaar Terrell, from *Since Then*
https://www.amazon.com/Since-Then-Karen-Molenaar-Terrell-ebook/dp/B09LHV3RCC/

Rooted and Grounded in Love

I’ve been told there are people who have lived
in my community for “generations” and I think
about the wonder of that – of families putting down roots
that grow deep and old and connect them to the land
of grandparents and great-grandparents and great-greats.

And I think about my family – scattered across continents –
and none of us have spent a lifetime living in one house,
one town, one community, on the same land
as generations before us.

And for a moment I feel a sadness about that.
And then…

The phrase “rooted and grounded in love” pops into my head.
And I realize that the members of my family ARE connected,
right now, on the same ground as generations before us,
and generations to come. Our roots HAVE grown deep
and are connected in Love – the richest ground of all.

And nothing can destroy our roots
or our connection to each other.
Nothing can separate us from our home.
There is no diaspora for us.
We are rooted in Love.
-Karen Molenaar Terrell

Ephesians 3: 14-19
For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,
Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named,
That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man;
That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,
May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height;
And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.

The Baby Spider and the Cup Sleeve

baby spider pressed against my windshield
as I drive down country roads
with a 50 mph speed limit
and soon I will be on the freeway
where the speed limit is 70

I pull over and look around in my car
for something I can use to lift the baby
off my windshield
I find an old cardboard cup sleeve
and push it under the little spider
until he climbs on
then I take him to the side of the road
and dangle him over a dandelion leaf
I watch as he lowers himself onto the leaf
with his spider string
and then I get back in my car
and head for the freeway

sometimes it’s handy to have a car
littered with cardboard cup sleeves

-Karen Molenaar Terrell

Kindness Is a Powerful Thing

podcast link: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/karen-molenaar-terrell/episodes/Kindness-Is-a-Powerful-Thing-e2fomej

I told the woman who was wrapping up a sandwich for me at the supermarket that I really liked her earrings. She thanked me and then looked at my earrings and told me she liked mine. For a moment, I’d forgotten I’d even put earrings on that morning and reached up to see what I was wearing in my ears. “Oh! These are a pair of my mom’s earrings that I found in her jewelry box after she died,” I told the woman behind the counter.

The expression on the woman’s face softened, and she said they were beautiful. She handed me my sandwich and said, “You have a good day, hon.”

And as I walked away with my sandwich I found myself tearing up.

Kindness is a powerful thing.