windthread

this string wad was here when i got here.  I don't know its story.    i look at it a lot as i walk up and down for Goat feeding,  is hanging in a tangle of poison oak vine that remains in the branches of  this  tree next to the horse trailer.  The vines are dead now.  Have been.   Today it's  the image for a story i am telling myself as it goes. 

There's been a lot of remembering going on,  a lot of  spontaneous Tying In memories…like that Creek as a kid,  all that's coming up now about New Mexico for several reasons,  several Stories,  some mine,  some not.    A lot more.    Things just arising and taking on movement,  no order.  Like this string wad.    I devoted the day to Thinking.   

Yesterday when Alyssia, Jeff and Brinley came to pick up Emrie and to change Sunny Ray's bandage  (still every 3rd day)  a change happened.   The girls are to hang out at the table in front of the door here.  Two of them are too distracting for SR.  They usually just sit and make stone arrangements.   For the first time Emrie had come in this house and brought out some of her things from the Altar….the helicopter,  watering can,  Michelle's little yellow pickup,  some stone animals.   They were among the stones when we got back to the table.  Were still talking.    Brinley kept saying excuse me.  Excuse me…..she asked if she could bring some things out too.    She has rarely come inside since I've  been here.   Still talking i said ok.  She couldn't figure out how to get the screen door open.  That took a while.   She was in here  long moments  and finally came out with some interesting choices,  one of which was my Wolf Basket which i nixed so she returned it and brought a tiny glass jar with broken things in it,  the two tea cups…..Both for me (herself) , she said…..the metal dog.    They played,  we kept talking.   Excuse me.  Excuse me……When is it my turn for a sleep over?

O.   

So part of this day was reading about girls with ADHD.   And somehow,  that question is about all the rest.    of what is unfolding now.   About who i've been,   who i am,    about New Mexico,    about  the Intelligence of the Universe,    about Art,  Making,    about Meaning and Purpose.  about Time.