windthread

Baskets said they can travel together

 

this morning,  before work,  i sit and look at pencils.  The brush is there,  that i cut to use with the Inktense.  It's painted red.  I don't like this so much and notice that a little of the paint is chipped.  I begin scratching at it and then get the jack knife and scrape,  then get some sand paper and sand.  Yes.  then,  taking the ink pen.  Black/White   Black/White.  Ahh.  Off to work.  Where behind Martha's Great Room Chair,  at the seam of the floor and wall,  i am vacuuming,  it's the end of the whole thing,  i'm almost done,  and almost so close to being Out of There,  but something moved and at first i thought it was a scorpion.  Really Really small.  So small,  and it scooted really fast and i bent down and it was the smallest lizard i have ever seen.  The size of a pencil line….its body,  its legs and tail just whispers of a line…TINY and i somehow manage to scoop it up and take it outside…it RUNS!!!!!!!!!!!

fast away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How things SPEAK…signal their beingness….

I was so close to finished,  not really paying any attention,  all that was left was on the other side of the wood stove, by the dog beds,  then under the loom.  Done.  I unplug the vacuum put it in the utility room and leave.  But that small small Being somehow Spoke….not so much to me,  but to my brain in a way,  to my brain that has retained an open line to Others.  I could say more about this but i'm tired and it's still hot and well….this enough to remember by.  I can't believe how small it was.

 

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and i saw the string of beads that had fallen on the floor from when i took the calendar and the message stick off the wall for the moving of the futons bed…..looked at them here…

 

 

 

 

this one has its own Black and White from back when i grew and painted gourds.  I'd been thinking whether to take it or not.  It could go in the compost.

 

Going Out to give Water…the spigot

my hand moves but something says WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  says WAIT!!!!!!!!!!,  brain to brain,  mind to mind…which is it?  Brain?  Mind?  the Magic of both?,  Body and Spirit?

 

 

double click and look.  Right there at the middle.  Such a small being,  but such a HUGE energy,  to say STOP!….WAIT!

 

 

 

her Beauty FULL strip~ed  arms and legs…..

 

and in the middle of all this telling,  across the road neighbor Margie's granddaughter calls.  Do I have some oil?   Yes.  I have oil.  and i put it in a mason jar and walk across and go in and tell Margie…as i hold her close to my heart,  i tell her in her ear.  So i don't need to look at her face.  I tell her into her ear that i am leaving.  She cries…OH NO!  but i tell her that Travis,  the big guy,  will take care of the Lizards and the Toads and she laughs and says yes,  ok then.  She knows me.  It's been a long time,  lots of stuff under the bridge as neighbors.  And so.  On this day,  i finally tell Margie.

The messages make it ok.