i oh so much miss my Wall in the ROOM. but i don't have that. it's How it Is. and so….how to go forward? How to figure out what's going on in my head that i am so stuck. and how to work with the lack of space, like that table i had, the round one. in that Room. Which i don't have, or any reasonable facsimile there of. HOW. the word of the moment. how.
all those pieces of cloth, hanging together on the left, that i pulled from baskets at random, fast, no time for thinking, just what caught my eye…and i see that almost all of them are GREEN or some variation….so different from the browns of the desert, where i no longer am. How long will it take me to find my self here? To begin "coming from" here? having a strong sense of here? I am realizing that i can't Make it happen, can't push at it. The second pic is from a willingness to just let whatever arises, arise and not need to have anything at all "in mind". I Like it. it Feels Good.
the fire in Butte County is near. But unless a surprising change in WIND, it will not come to the Hill. I'll go to dream now.
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