i had gotten this far, this morning, and was Happy. I looked and looked and chose the cloth for the Back, the Other Side and washed it in the sink, hung it to dry in the beauty full SUN and WIND. then the phone rang. No good use to putting the details, but a letter from the IRS and the old cowboy was beside himself. So
yet another day
Not a Whole day, but the complete middle of the day which because of how i am, knocks me off balance in my Own World.
So, this evening, i am thinking of a New Normal. I know that many of Us have reason for this same need. New Normals. Different Normals. the desire for a Normal. the desire for some kind of rhythm in how the days go. and as Salzberg puts it…to live with ease.
so i am going to need to Shift. How much yet and how, i don't know. But for sure i am. And for sure, i need Cloth.
so I will need to set new boundaries. and i will need to find a new Self Discipline. I love floating through days. Can i keep Some Days to float through? Maybe… Maybe not. But it's what i am looking closely at right now. How can i DO this and KEEP my SELF inside it. Ok.
there are MANY things like this that need to get Done. This pic is from the Back Door…out into the Way Back , looking at the Oasis there where the young Russian Olive is extending her branches and are tantalizing for the Goats. Yesterday before i left, they were standing on the fencing, seeing if they could possibly reach in far enough to nibble the leaves. So what to do?, if you don't have time to trim the branches?… Put a laundry basket with a good sized rock in it to block that particular part of the fencing. It will work for a while, but not long. Need to go in there and trim branches. TIME. Everything is about TIME. Life is nothing but, Time. I work to understand this in a Best way, how Life is Time. How Life is days. Days strung together. What this means.
the Feather Grass is NEW each season. it repeats itsSelf each season, but measures Time only season unto season. I am looking at that. Season unto Season.



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