i knew if i went, i would be inclined to promise things that i would NOT want to fulfill. I knew i felt Vulnerable to that. So…for the first time Ever, i stayed still. Stayed in place. Ok.
SUN
and maybe, Compost. Where the Dreamers live?
Laundry. Most of it Out Back, but these, here. On Front fence. Laundry. Textiles. Laundry.
……well, maybe this was today’s music….cloth music has it’s own notes on the scale of life. It sings the songs of deepest heart space and tells the truth about that. I like the tune. I could dance to it.
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There is a blank space after a change. I think you are wise to stand back and allow it to stay empty until you can consciously choose how you want to fill it, although it can be uncomfortable to do that. I love the fragmentation of the compost cloth, and the bisected blue of the Sun.
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ooooooooooooooo. Tay’s mark…the Heart space. perfect.
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every picture touches me..isn’t it strange how much consciousness may go into staying still…gentle day grace
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Tay, guardian of the clothes line and what a line… New Mexico is on your line; big blanket has every color that I have seen here in the land, sky. It is a just beautiful and I would hang it on a wall and breathe it in but before doing so, I would wrap self in it and dance outside to greet the joy with huge joy and thankfulness, would do the same at the end of day.
As if that were not enough, you bring an homage to compost and it is just perfect, the eyes saying, here mira (look) you may not know what is going on but there is a gift at work…grubs, worms and other minute creatures creating a rich offering, from the land, to the land, a full circle gift.
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typos: correction: “It is just beautiful, not it is a just beautiful” AND “dance outside to greet the day not the joy with huge joy…”
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do you think they dream
do they listen to the earth music
before sleep ?
fine that you /we give attention on them
in there way they are marvellous
yes they are
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Good for you. Today I talked about dreams some more, thought of you. Compost- yes.
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i don’t know. am looking.
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i really Need to now. or…well, not, maybe, not Need, but
it’s an Opening that i can See and Acknowledge or not. Choice.
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she is really Something…..
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staying still
staying still
staying still
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the blanket is For and from the Truck. It’s one that i snagged
back years ago at friend/sister Jane’s in Oregon. Belongs in
truck Sunny.
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Maria, i think they do. I think they have dreamtime, a vibration
that is music for them. Yes. i think this.
marvellous. isn’t that a very fine thing?
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Compost is Everything. of the Earth and of our Minds. Compost.
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