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every day is a lot when there’s not much

this is a day when i could skip posting.    A  long   Alz B. visit.  then the regular Tuesday work away.  And then  just hot.   It's 7 something p.m. and still 93 degrees.  

 

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worked a little on the fisher girl's   Good Luck pants,  but not a lot.    Just spend a lot of time thinking about all kinds of stuff.  Looking over at Spirit Cloth,  thinking about cloth making.  i even just laid on the futon couch and couldn't think of anything i wanted to think about.  THAT was interesting.   All the things i could muster up to kind of worry about didn't hold much energy.  All the things i could envision as being wonderful didn't either.  So i just accepted that it was a blah hot day.  And that's exactly what it was.   It's been months of 100 and high 90's.   Way longer than  usual,  but i'm thinking i might as well get used to it.  

 

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the other day a stray Wild Wind blew down this pane.   It didn't break.  So a few days ago i got the window glazing putty stuff.  Tonight i watched the clock for when the Migration took place to the Middle Place.  around 7:10 p.m.   So…ok.   That's when i can climb a ladder back there and scrape off the old stuff and  press on the new and put the window glass back on.   I need to do that when the Goats are not there.   There is too much Interest in things like me on a ladder and too much pushing around when there's interest in stuff and i can easily imagine that ladder going over.

so tomorrow.  around 7 oclock.  ok.  And that's it for today.   I wonder what Everyone Else did today?   Was it Great and Inspired???????

 

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25 responses to “every day is a lot when there’s not much”

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    i work hard the past monday , the stock of wood ( wood for 2 winters ) had to replaced because we need to repair the shelter , the roof was al broken by hail.We use this for making a hole new one and will use the old stuf for it ,so i cros around with the wheelbarrow havy loading and put it on the new stocks ,al those one’s beauyful trees now peace’s fire wood , i was thinking ” the circle of live ” everything has his time and how we use al that ….. we use eachother ..the material…al those thing are given us to learn to become wiser to become insight of who what we really are
    and did i become wiser now ???
    who wil tell me …the live hemself ….
    i smile … my head go from the right to the left
    a need to go on toilet , trough the smal window a see planet Jupiter
    and smile and ask them how become you wiser , insight ?????
    i’m glad i see you on the east… ill’ be there for a while on jupiter
    i also be in new mexico for a while at grace’s place while i sit on this pc and hear far away the train past by … live go’s on and each had his own experience
    the man still sleep … maybe he’s dreaming of… how tho made the new wood-shelter

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    yes … the word UBIQUITOUS ” alomtegenwoordig ” in dutch
    beatyfull is that …. but wath is ubiquitous ?????
    ill have stuf to think over today
    wish you alTHE UBIQUITY OF LOVE

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  3. tracy Avatar
    tracy

    Oh 2 that was so nice. Good words and ideas. I think we get wise and then we forget. Then we have an indsight and become wise again. On and off and on.
    my Monday was aimless like that. I hadn’t had a day with nothing to do for so long. I got bored, which is stupid. Then it got better. No art, nothing to think about. I got up and cooked and watered and moved. Then it was fine. I think motion and purpse are so good.
    I love the curious goats, but not on a ladder. Tell them to fix your window to earn their food. They will look at you like why aren’t you feeding us? Animals are all about food.

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  4. Carol Avatar
    Carol

    No, it was not inspired or great. It was too damn hot here too!

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  5. Patricia Avatar
    Patricia

    what kind of humidity? i know out west people say–ah, but it’s dry heat, dry cold, etc. but still? now. here. unusual temperatures in the mid-90’s too. and humid. VERY fricking humid. humidity you can see in the air. and then afternoon thunderstorms and MORE moisture. i don’t especially like humidity but there is something different now. hotter. i don’t want to say what i’m trying not to think. but it’s very disturbing.
    and the glass. how is it that it didn’t break? a wonder to embrace.

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  6. Patricia Avatar
    Patricia

    and those cargo shorts. i hope they’ll send a pic

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  7. julie Avatar
    julie

    I worked, groceried, and, made a gigantic salad for us. Then learned a new embroidery stitch for my little bird guys so they now are getting feet, because it was too sticky to move outside. I read Sylvia Boorstein and kept trying to practice deteachment. The stitch is great, the detachment needs work.

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  8. jude Avatar
    jude

    it was hot as hell here with humidity to match. the man took me out to dinner so i would stop bitching. soulo ate some grass and threw up on a pile of scraps.

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  9. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Great to come home to New Mexico, not so great the HEAT especially after a month in misty San Francisco but we did have a few hot days there that surprised everyone.
    Inspired to see how lush and sprawling the garden is and how therapeutic it will be to do some weeding…a lot of weeding! Tomatoes although small sprawling everywhere, grapes so heavy that they seem to be bowing to the ground, corn standing tall, swaying but only a few cobs; lots of sunflowers that have dried, like to leave some for birds and bring some in for decorations.
    Our garden wouldn’t be our garden without a few mystery squash and this year it is an oval, golden one.
    Herbs have run amuck, basil and oregano are now bushes…
    Wildflowers and zinnias are still going strong, some of the giant zinnias almost as tall as I am.
    The great and inspirational aspect of coming home to the desert is that in this little backyard of gravel and plantings, the surprise of an oasis of green and growing, a result of the rains of July and August and the surprise is no mirage.

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    hey Patricia … here in europe where i live it’s also humidity ( a new word for me ) warm but still 24 cels. and pussing down the heat , i know is lesser than by yours , ’tis morning we had mist (mist the same word in dutch )now sun and a lot of wind ….who sent the humid / mist away , greets to you

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  11. Patricia Avatar
    Patricia

    hi Marti! so happy for you to come home to a bountiful oasis!

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  12. Cynthia Avatar
    Cynthia

    hmm not exactly..it was so hot so humid.. the promised thunderstorms did not show up until evening ..night really..and i had a day of gardening planned..well a day of moving dirt and rocks and then planting and transplanting to hold the dirt and rocks in place..and i did that all morning..but then there was a mixup at school..and i was back in after school for the week..maybe next week as well..
    i was going in for science fridays..which we are creating as we go along…but instead it is back to school every day…..and i am tired..happy but tired..i loved doing the garden camp this summer..we started at 8. and it was such a lovely start to fresh summer days…but oh to go in at 2 is so very different..the sun is behind the hill already now when i get home..
    today however was lovely …was soon as possible we ran from the building..the kids literally..ad were in the garden..havesting..weeding..playing hide and seek games in the woefully overgrown garden..and then in to do quick pickles…and i know if i just went outside energy would low gently back..but all i really want to do is curl up and fall asleep…

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  13. Yvette Avatar
    Yvette

    No

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  14. Michelle in NYC Avatar
    Michelle in NYC

    Had a lovely time with this post early today…There’s a fish on the cargos, and might be more to come! Nice touch. Pictured you getting up on the ladder with perfect timing for the traffic…and no accidents. Got hot after mid-day and my mood turned foul. Fell asleep three times in Zazen tonight. Feel awful. Need sleep. Sweet dreams

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  15. grace Avatar
    grace

    this is so beauty FULL, like a poem.
    not Like a poem,
    it IS a poem.
    these moments in your life. I am so grateful to you for coming here and giving words to Us. I love you for this.
    Jupiter.
    We All share Jupiter, yes?, yes. we do.

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  16. grace Avatar
    grace

    it was such an odd day…and yes, like you say…
    getting wise then forgetting…such an odd day.
    i wish. they could do something but love stuff to earn their food, but not. They just go. and really, writing that,
    i think this IS how they earn their food. They just Go.
    and i watch and learn. So…it’s good and ok. it’s enough.

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  17. grace Avatar
    grace

    we need to get over it, you know. Too hot, Too wet, Too cold, Too Too. it is what it IS and we need to get over that. I am TRYING. TRYING. TRYING. How to just go. no matter. to Just Go.

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  18. grace Avatar
    grace

    i don’t know how it didn’t break. These windows are so OLD.
    Like VERY OLD. i don’t know. But it didn’t. It just
    FELL. I can imagine it falling in slow motion and landing,
    Thu!..landing. in one piece. Something watching over me
    and my Crazy world here.

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  19. grace Avatar
    grace

    again, they are long pants. Pants. i hope they’ll send
    one too. i’ve asked her mother for a measurement of her
    inseam.

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  20. grace Avatar
    grace

    the bird guys…so good, their feet. Detachment, it’s a
    life long work. it only ends when we die, with that last in breath.

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  21. grace Avatar
    grace

    Maybe that’s it. This eating of grass and throwing up.
    Tay does that a lot. Tazmeena too.
    in the old days, when i studied with Sun Bear, he said
    to dig a hole in the Earth and puke in all your crud. Ask Mother Earth to take it, purify it. Cover it over and
    try again.

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  22. grace Avatar
    grace

    i can picture you…going through the house to the back
    garden…looking…walking around looking. So glad you
    are home.

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  23. grace Avatar
    grace

    running out. yes. running out. It’s that time of year…
    wanting to just run from it, but we can’t so we just DO.

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  24. grace Avatar
    grace

    I like this.
    No
    Very clear. Crystal Clear

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  25. grace Avatar
    grace

    Ack. sleeping/Zazen. yes. sleep. you don’t sleep
    enough, i think.
    i do. no excuse.

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