windthread

it feels like some kind of Spell   that has cast itself on these moments in time for purpose i don't know.  But it is a Benevolent Spell  and  IS for purpose,  just that i don't know.  So i go.

 

This is my daughter's notebook.  It's her GOATbook,  her records for Crazy Wisdom,  the name she chose for her Herd name.  Crazy Wisdom .   All her goats are registered and in this notebook…their breeding lineage.   It's complex.  I had to go through it all this morning to try to make concise the information that Jan,  the dog  trainer,  needed to decide if she wants to "use" one of the bucks here to breed with her goats.   It's mind boggling.   but it is also the family tree of all the Goats that live here with me now.  All the Goats that i have Inherited.  My Inheritance,  from my daughter.  and i WILL say this here,  today,  because of the Spell,  that my daughter hasn't had any contact with me in maybe a year and a half?  And that i have no idea WHY.  None.  Zip.    so that was important to say because it would fill in a gap that otherwise wouldn't make sense.  

so i make notes for Jan because when she is Here,  i tend to get lost in the conversation and she is a pragmatic woman and i want to make sense when talking with her.  it took all morning.  And then she came.   Once again,  as we have a few times before,  we stood in front of where all the doe Goats were.   They stood.  Looking back as we looked at them.  All the time we talked they just stood, looking at us as we talked,  me telling her who was who as in who was daughter of who and who was from where etc.    It felt interesting,  this,  because they held eyecontact.  What they understood, i cannot possibly know,  but they behaved as if they understood it was a moment of Importance.  There are too many details to speak of here but she noted that i am 2 less than last she was here and with that oh so faintest smile she can get said,  "well, Good.  progress".  and she said "They're really nice".     And at a point,  i felt compelled to tell her,  as is how i Am,  that i had had a sort of an Epiphany the other day and that…and i said  "Oh I know what you will think",  and then said immediately " well, but it doesn't matter what you think" 

Which surprised me…that i said that

and i told her that as of now,  we will just go.  Me and them.  That i am letting go of thinking what i "Need to do" and am just going to leave it as it is.  We are Here.  period.  and i watch that very faint smile she gets that is almost  against her will and she said, "well,  that's one way to do it".   Bless Her.

moving on to the bucks  who presented their stinky selves with good Cheer and she went home with her lineage info to think and will let me know.   THIS took half the day.  and left me in some kind of vague place,  that i have no idea how to describe.

Before all this i had gone to the Post Office because i had that little notice in my mailbox that a package had arrived

 

from Tina who has recently walked so surely and well into this space…some cloths she has dyed with probably procion and some with tea and tamarack  and this oh SO BeautyFULL  felted pocket

and because i had the pomegranate stewing in the pot i ripped a piece off and dropped it in and then took it OutSide to rest moments in the walnut vat…Taking Libertys,  Tina,  but i think you won't mind

and here it is

 

 

 

how so totally Glowy she is in the late day SUN

 

BEAUTY   FULL brave Snowbunny who started it All

Onday.