Alyssia picked it up last Sunday in a nearby town. A family makes them. They talk about it on the buy sell trade page as a picnic table. They must be tall. It's tall. But this makes it a perfect work table. Cloth can be layed out and bundled. One of the benches can be for Jars of brew. It's light enough that i can move it around. It could easily be moved to B if the time comes. It's just right. I applied the water seal, turned them upside down, to get the underneath. Right side up then. Emrie had no experience with painting, but when told not to touch she just said OK and went a ways away to work on her moves. Running, fast both down and up hill. Jumping straight up in the air, hopping. Hopping is her favorite, maybe. She will be 2 at the end of July.
then, as i was lost in thought and painting, i realized i didn't hear her. She'd gone to sit with Tay who was chewing a stick. I watched a while, she was also lost in thought. She moves her hands over and through the grasses, feeling them. She picks some and eats them, picks the seed pods from the rattlesnake grass and eats them, one at a time. I think that the grass people are engaging in Transmission, like buddhist Teachers do. Direct Transmission. She is so lost in the being there. Next i saw her she was lying flat on her back in the dirt driveway road, looking up into the trees and sky her hands up stretched, her fingers moving. Earthing. My great wish is that she stays this way. It would be such a gift for me, but i know it might not happen, they change around this time, take on a different persona. So i just wish and hope.
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