I don't know what it looks like on your screen, but i get responses to the posts here in my Email box. Does this happen for everyone? I don't know. But this morning….there was a comment that just filled me with Joy and Amazement
Back in December i posted words that granddaughter Alyssia sent me…that were on some mail or facebook thread from Elephant Journal…a writer….Cairo McFarlane. Her words touched deeply into something that she and i "knew" about how it is between us.
Today, Cairo McFarlane……!!!!!…..commented on that 12/2/2016 Post … a day away from all the rest
she said she had inadvertantly found this post and wanted to say that she is Not associated with Elephant Journal and that she CAN be found on Facebook Cairo McFarlane, Twitter @CairoMcF and Instagram@songbirdsingsoftly.
And the Beauty of it All to me is how truly we are Connected in far reaching ways that we can't imagine, really, that we float "out there" landing like butterflies out of the blue.
So i will repost her words. And again…i don't know how to adjust the form of this page in a format of a poem, so will put them here, as i Hear Her speak them, as if to me, as if to Alyssia and maybe even as if to You:
"However,
If you are broken i cannot fix you. I can hold your pieces within my bones and atriums Until you learn to piece yourself whole again.
One by one, I will hand them to you. And I will love you wholely And I will love you without judgement.
And i will love you sans peur
And i will love you.
Remembering is imperative. Remembering you are loved….In all your brokenness, you are loved. May you never even once forget.
Broken or Not you are loved. "
Cairo McFarlane
Facebook Cairo McFarlane Twitter @CairoMcF and Instagram@songbirdsingsoftly
the love affair with the tea continues.
and the exchanges are ongoing and gaining momentum and i cannot help but be preoccupied. So…you will be hearing this. As it goes. This is what it is so far, and Subject to Change.
Because of the Way from here to California, the Goats will need to go sometime in April because of the HEAT. I will go mid July give or take. Emry (subject to change) will be born end of July, first of August.
Daughter Jenny and her man will build my Place first as a learning experience. It will be basically the same blueprint as their Place but smaller. When i can fully imagine it, i'll draw a picture. It will be SMALL. One room and somewhere a tiny space for a shower and toilet, a tiny sink and 2 burner stove. Tiny refrigerator. Like in a travel trailer, Julie.
it will have a slanted roof and so a loft space which i imagine to be where the baskets of cloth will live. The sewing stuff. The art loft. There would be no room for the baskets in the ROOM, which will be in the full sense of the word, the LivingRoom.
So what do i do with all the rest of my STUFF? Thinking.
the rest of my stuff means, i guess, my books. and my cooking stuff, like my beloved pyrex casserole collection, the cast iron pans, the stainless steel pots for cheese making. There can be a small or LARGE, really, but i want SMALL storage shed for the stuff. Separate. Shelves. I think of those plastic storage containers that are flat. like what you might store blankets in, ordinarily. They can stack. So, them. books can go in them. The paper stuff that i can't part with. The Beauty Full things that i also can't part with that can come and go in the LivingRoom on an alternate basis?????? Like, Visit? Then go back?????
Alyssia's Place, she says, has LOTS of cupboard space so….the cooking stuff can go with her stuff there. Any Big Cooking Event can happen at her house and that will be a Good Thing. She likes that.
so…
this for the moment. It's going to change rapidly.
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