This morning there was this from Marti

 

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she'd been Out communing with her dye pot and not being satisfied,  she re~bundled and re~clamped the bottom and sent this pic among others.  I always love to see what she's doing but for some reason,  this photograph taken from the monitor screen just made me crazy.  I love it's graininess,  the forms of the fence,  line, clothespins, cloth and clamps.  I just LOVE this photograph.  I never understand why,  when we,  the "we"  have something extraordinary,  we are not inclined to offer it UP to Others who don't have the extraordinary….like in if she made Cards with this image,  i would buy a Ton of them,  send them everyday to everyone with total Joy,  just so BEAUTY FULL and ENERGETIC and FINE to me

 

and then,  last Monday,  when i was going to leave after taking a pizza and sharing it with Audrie in town,  the Honda car wouldn't start.  No forewarning.  Just dead as a doornail.  So we stood and looked with the hood up.  Nothing seemed loose.  and after standing in silence for a while,  she said that her next door neighbor was always under the hood of his car,  she didn't know him tho,  so i walked over and knocked, explained and he came and took off the clamps on the battery terminals and cleaned them and noted that the Neg charge clamp was just so corroded that it couldn't be tightened and he worked some at it.  We finally jumped the car with Audrie's and i made a bee line for Home.

There it sat while i regrouped in my mind.  OK.  Yesterday (regrouping takes some time sometimes) i hooked up the battery charger.  Let it run all afternoon.

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let it run on fast charge 40 amp continuous.  All afternoon.  at the end of which time when i disconnected and turned the key….Nada.  not even a click.  Dead.  So this mid morning,  i combed my hair and re-connected to the 200 amp Engine Start which took a couple tries but YES and i unplugged the charger, got behind the wheel and made a return bee line to the auto parts store,  careful to slide through stop signs and judge traffic lights,  taking no chances.  New battery and YES!!!!!  Perfect!  This may seem very mundane,  but for me,  is an accomplishment.  And i realized that this old Honda is 30 years old this year when i had to give the year make and model.    Hmmm.   But i was Home and all was well and i took my 20 min nap cause that's how it's going these days.  20 min mid day nap, followed by 40 min at least Sitting before on with a day….

The nap.  Always Deep Sleep.

And i awoke.  Lying there on the futon,  on my back,  different from my night sleep,  on my back so i don't sleep too long 

 

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i woke.   lying there…just looking….well,  not even looking,  just eyes open,  waking,  "re~entering"  and just saw through the house.   The door is open,  day comes In,  Sun is warm,  sound of birds otherwise Stillness.

I am awash…No…too strong a word,  no,  it was so so soft,  the feeling,  so light,  yes ,  light,  a feeling of great well~being not because of anything at all,  just this very light soft flow of the Goodness of Everything.  I felt so happy to live here,  just Happy for No Reason.

I felt something then

 

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in my hair.  Maybe it's my Lucky Twig.   It's now on the altar.

 

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22 responses to “~this day~”

  1. Jan Avatar
    Jan

    maybe you sprouted! did you see India Flint’s latest post? she’s fallen in love with New Mexico. . .http://prophet-of-bloom.blogspot.com/

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  2. Michelle in NYC Avatar

    Gee your home looks so peaceful and bright! I love that cloth photo too. Organic and beautiful. Glad you got the new battery. All is well.

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  3. deb lacativa Avatar

    Napping is an art. I mastered it when my firstborn refused to sleep longer than ten minutes out of every two hours for a year. Done it every day since. A gift I never begrudge myself.

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  4. sue Avatar

    love that first pic too.. I feel the same about old ragged stone doorways with broken plaster and peeling paints.. not sure what it is about them but they draw me in everytime.

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  5. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    From start to finish….thank you for making this a GOOD morning.

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  6. Kristin Avatar
    Kristin

    Oh Grace, I so agree with you on the wonderfulness of the photo by Marti – it is truly a keeper!
    Those little power naps seem to be something that joined my life when 70 rolled on through my story…always on my back, a quick and refreshingly wonderful filling of the self for more gardening or writing or studio time to stitch. Amazing how those changes soon become regular events in the life.
    The little sprout is surely a sign of all the new growth that will be coming alive in your gardens every day now. Springs new growth is always a treasure hunt for me and I have nothing like your magical growing places. Love the photos of things as they change.

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  7. Mo Crow Avatar

    love the angle of light in Marti’s photo

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  8. grace Avatar

    yes. this particular photograph just makes me swoon.
    it’s all about the magic of her dye process too
    i am not giving up trying to get her to make some cards
    with it…..i WANT some

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  9. grace Avatar

    like your Crow shirts will become my “clothes” for the
    next forever now, like every day, my clothes,
    these cards would be my cards forever. i love it that much
    like i love your shirt

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  10. grace Avatar

    ok…i have given up.
    She says
    N
    O
    period.
    ok.

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  11. grace Avatar

    i Did! it would be impossible not to. That area is Surreal.
    I hope when she schedules to return that it’s not the same time
    of year. That’s early still and still very much Winter there as far as growth.

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  12. grace Avatar

    yes. Peace Full. it is Peace Full. again today, i remain
    in that same place.
    i’ve had that car for maybe 5 years? ever since the sad
    event with the first of it’s kind, Minnow, who now sits out
    there as a parts donor. This one was Alz B’s son’s wife
    Nelia’s. She bought it new, so 30 years ago. Ended up
    selling it to their graduate student who had it forever and
    sold it to me when his parents got him a new SUV and the
    original Minnow died, as luck would have it, all in the same
    month. All in the family. The original Minnow, Bill bought
    for Alz B when she crashed her newish car but she didn’t like it because it was “old”. He got her a new car. It was just sitting there waiting for me when i gave daughter my Ford truck.
    Am assuming that Minnow II, who we really call Ninnow, for Nelia, will last me to the end. Got some miles but spins like
    a top. Knock on wood.

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  13. grace Avatar

    for years i COULD NOT NAP. Most of my life. Don’t really
    know when i began, and have indulged off and on but now it
    works even better than ever before. It seems as if i have
    two whole separate days. an Early day, up at 4 or 5, depending on season, and then the one that begins in the afternoon. And
    it’s working particularly well with the Sitting Meditation just
    after.

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  14. grace Avatar

    yes…we are same with this. Where do you live? Here, so many
    of those old doorways…this part of N Mex it’s adobe but up
    in the northern part of the state, Stone. I love dis
    integration, how it goes so slowly and with such Beauty.
    it’s tradition with the first people and also the old hispanic
    persons … that even if an old home can no longer be lived in and
    a new home built or more often, a trailer dragged in, the old home is left as is. Like an old person, they say. Not to tear
    them down, but let them live as long as they do, crumble as
    they will.

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  15. grace Avatar

    i’m glad it found its way to you, here…just was
    so gentle and the finest of the fine

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  16. grace Avatar

    i am SURE you have magical places at your PLACE as well…i
    know you must.
    and yes. Lying on my back. Nights i am a fetus. Always. Could not sleep on my back if you paid me. But the naps…so great
    this way. It’s interesting, isn’t it.
    and also in the living room, on the futon, with all Life
    continuing around me.

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  17. handstories Avatar

    I am in constant amazement of your resourcefulness & willingness to do the NEW.

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  18. grace Avatar

    the battery thing wasn’t new. I’ve done that so many times
    before, but it’s been a long time since the last time and
    if there’s even a little juice there you can pop the clutch.
    But this time, Nothing. So there could be no maybe. Just
    had to work. Tra La.

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  19. sue Avatar

    that’s so beautiful, grace.. letting the old home live. I live in north wales, uk. there’s not a lot of that here..some..but we’ve spent quite a lot of time in morocco over the years..the towns and old parts of the cities are rich with this..such a pleasure to just wander and look.

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  20. grace Avatar

    yes, it’s very beauty Full…those old homes….
    North Wales…ahhhhh…my heart wanders there. and Morocco,
    for many years i night dream in a place i identify as Morocco
    having never been, i don’t know, but in the dream i am in Morocco.
    it is. isn’t it. Great Pleasure to just wander, and more to
    have a “person” out there to wander with, to look
    as you are here….
    THANK YOU for these words…great meaning to me

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  21. cynthia Avatar
    cynthia

    oh i remember us so long ago..we had an ancient ford econoline van..sometimes our home on wheels..but during one cold winter we lived in the top half of an old house..and every night i disconnected the battery and carried it up stairs wrapped in its designated blanket..and back down in the morning..
    i remember being so shocked years later when i offered to take someone’s dead battery out of their car…and the wheels of progress had turned and i could not even really safely reach the battery clamps..much less get it out..changes..and such a good feeling..a new battery it is snowing again and so very quiet..gentle evening

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  22. grace Avatar

    were we the Same Person some how???????
    those ancient ford econoline vans…mine’s name was Fern
    she took me back and forth across the United States of Amerika

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