the Fire seemed where it was and so they left. Around 12 midnight, a call….Chico had Evac Warnings. Nothing here, yet. But Paradise was gone. the Dragon was moving, propelled by Santa Ana winds. Ok. So. Get ready. I packed one of those grocery tote bags. Tea bags. charger cords, laptop that wasn't working cause there was no Internet, Emrie's Farmers Market Basket that is home for Bear and Rabbbit, with Bear and Rabbit in it, her fav book, Moo Baaa La La La. Toothbrush, I sat. Thought. the drawing journal book. graphite pencils, sharpeners, kneadable eraser. Intense Pens. I changed my under pants. Added an additional undershirt. Sat. thought. Night, just quiet. No sirens. really, no traffic. Completely quiet. I went out to see Goats. Buck Goats in particular. Spoke to them. Spoke to Talkie tho i couldn't see her. Puppy. Tay came.
returned and sat. Gathered all Deb Lacativa's threads. Gathered what i'd put on that "wall" during the day, rolled them and put them in the bag. The spool of neutral silk thread, a cone, needles stuck into the top of it. Rolled the cloths i'd been working on for the last months. Put them in. Put them in a bag. I got the box of seeds., from many of You, many from Joanne recently. Seeds. Into the side of that box, the 3 plates. And i made my bed. The quilt that Tina sent, all it's whirling pinwheels, made my bed and lay me down.
And what i am most Grateful for is that all these years of working at it, all these years of Practice, Gives. I said my
mantra, the words equivalent…..I AM….and in between, Metta. And i was soft and just ok. and there was no fear, no anxiety. Stuff was just what it was. Stuff was.
that was about 3am. I woke at first light, 6 something and it was a stellar ordinary morning, as LiZ said…the leaves fluttering like sequins…sky was Blue. Just Blue and all was so well. I walked down to the car with these two books and with the pinch pot of Sarah Oh, student of Debra Price Agrums, Artisun Whitney High School, Cerritos, CA and i carried it down, thinking STRONG, how i really WANT to make pinch pots. If we go through this, i Will. Come Spring. And i loved Sarah Oh's pot, her lizard, so fat and of such Great Well Being…Sarah OH!…i love. Love. this pot. It's now on the dashboard of the honda car. For in case we need to go.
All day no internet. The Fire on that great new tower that gave consistent connection, oh well and i went down to Lakeside gas and grocery which was packed. Small talk in the line and what i loved most is that no one said it would all be just fine and ok, but instead we all KNEW it might not, but were all there anyway. I liked that a lot.
Around 3p internet came back on. Jenny, her man, Alyssia and the kids came. Did the EFFORT of hooking up trucks to trailers. Positioning them. It took a long time. Good thing we had that time. Done.
Alyssia and the kids sleep here tonight. There are no evac warnings. Wind is low. There is no knowing yet. It can go any way at all. But for now, it's quiet and soft and Peacefull. For now. And that's i guess all we ever have, right? For now?
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