it didn't work. or did it? saying things, then, uhhh, retreating out of reach. i think it didn't work. there are other ways to take needed space from comotion that you have caused for your self. here, i stared to the left of the computer screen, reading what i'd said at 1:30, 2:30 and 3 am. you really can't see it here, but the irridescence of the peacock feathers was beautiful in the dark.
i remind self. Take Time. Take Time, no matter what, for the quiet Sitting. more even, than just at the break of day. Take Time, any time, when it seems too much. ok. maybe sometimes, many times during any day. Stop. Sit. Empty mind. ok.
get help. Sydney and her partner/lover Sheila came and we got this far with the milk stand. We laughed a lot. Talulah too, Sydney's daughter. she watched women work stuff out. Women who are blunt and funny and plain spoken. Talulah is nine years old. so, not just for me, but her too.
and it was dark when we finished for today. Goats thinking it was very interesting.
i Thank Everyone for their patience., love, grace
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