and i wouldn't keep ragging away at this if i thought i was the Only One.  I think the question belongs to many of Us.  Leisure.

"a condition of the Soul.   leisure as a non~activity….an inner absence of preoccupation"

 

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brought this truckload home late last eve.  Left it parked Outside the Fence.  Brought it IN this morning,  got this far and just now know that i should unload it.

 

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but first,  need to rake out the scrap here and unload into the compost or on the growing beds.

 

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i look for the gloves then find them and lay them here,  where i had gotten some further with the Kantha after getting home from a Chunk of Time with the Old Cowboy and his brother/friend from Kansas.   So I look at the gloves.  I look at the little bit more of Kantha and i well,  i run out of steam.

so, here we are.  It's almost 7:30.  I will just go sit on the porch.  Watch night come.  Sleep and dream.  Start again tomorrow and look again for Leisure.

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7 responses to “still…Leisure”

  1. Mo Crow Avatar

    there’s nothing like the smell of fresh lucerne and your mantis cloth is shimmering with the season!

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  2. Nanette Avatar

    Good to know when you’ve run out of steam, more important to know it’s time to stop. Mantis is coming alive

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  3. Michelle in NYC Avatar

    There may be no such thing….well, sitting on the back porch for sure (but no concerns or preoccupations? Unlikely) I get leisure when I go to chant with the yogis or to sit with Zen folks. I think I’m otherwise always occupied with some thought about what needs doing. Leisure has got to involve a choice to cut off a piece of time I think. But, Grace, with the animals and the OC and a place to keep up! HOW? Animals are daily and their needs very real. I remember it well. Nice load of hay for tomorrows labors! Wonderful cloth to steal time for if possible.

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  4. Mo Crow Avatar

    & re the quote “… leisure as a non~activity….an inner absence of preoccupation”… hmmm…. leisure as a non activity can happen when I’m dead! I endeavour to make every moment feel leisurely & languid these days. 21 years ago when Old Man Crow & I started MeMo Garden Services (he’s “me” & I’m Mo) the deal was (& still is) if the customer or their garden is annoying in any way or they don’t offer us a cup of tea or treat us with respect then we won’t work for them ever again, that means that every garden is a joy to visit, so work is a pleasure. I wake up every day at 2am to give plenty of time with whatever artwork is currently obsessing my life and go to bed dreaming about it. Of course I still have moments of wild spinning energy like the Tasmanian Devil in the old Bugs Bunny cartoons but for the most part I try to always remember to breathe deeply from the diaphragm and enjoy whatever is engaging my hands, heart and eyes at every moment… be it the Zen of cutting back a spiky vine without getting hurt, picking up special stones in a river, looking for food in the supermarket, stitching a cord onto a talisman or dreaming the next step in the process…
    Merrily Merrily Merrily Merrily Life is but a dream…

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  5. grace Forrest Avatar

    i so love reading “you”. I think you have a much more energetic
    “constitution” than i do. “Work”, which you make all “spiritual”
    comes to you constantly and you Receive it. And Go.
    Me…i am coming to terms with the fact that i NEED space from
    things. Every Things. All Things. I need blank days. Not that
    they ever STAY blank, but that they begin Blank. and i need
    those days linked together. 2 of them. 3 is great. 4 is just
    beyond FINE. I have never had the opportunity before for 3 or 4
    days. It’s like i have gone along, doing the best i can for a
    lifetime, but now, i am HUNGRY for Blank Days. I WANT them.
    Leisure. am so interested in the concept. I think my life will
    never be one of Leisure, because of who/what i am, but that
    it maybe can have SPACES. Good Spaces. Linked together.
    Thank you so much, Mo, for how you give thought to things and then words to Us. I love you.

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  6. grace Forrest Avatar

    it really was good to
    STOP.
    SIT.
    STOP.

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  7. grace Forrest Avatar

    yes. chanting. this gives Space. while it is happening, the
    space is unlimited. yes.
    i just need to Hold close to the imagination of Leisure and
    so, Hold Space when the opportunity for it finally presents.
    I need to remember these days. Not repeat, come Hell or
    High Water.

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