I also bought a trolley for groceries to carry the stuff I need for this workshop. I have traveled to Amsterdam with it yesterday and now I know why I never see these trolleys in trains. They have the wrong size. You cannot put it away between the couches on the floor, only in the racks above the chairs. It is a very wobbly affair to put it there. There are no handles for carrying on it, so you don’t have much grip and a wheel sticks out once it is on the rack. Besides that, I found myself looking for little baby Jesus at the end of a staircase, because the bag does not close very well.
On Thursday the workshop about the Twelve Days was intimite and profound. On Friday we had a remarkable card. One lady had discovered in an earlier course we had together this season, that she missed a card from her deck, possibly for thirty years already. She noticed at one time a card that someone had pulled she had never seen, and did not know it existed and belonged to the deck. It was the Ace of Swords. She could not find it going through her cards. Then she used one the two white cards to draw and color it herself. This Ace of Swords was the card she pulled for what Christmas “did,” or meant to her. “I have lost Christmas,” she said, “just as I have lost this card.” Since she has made a new card for herself I wonder how Christmas will be for her this year.